Under God.

NOTE from 2021: When I noticed my blog was getting hacked in February of 2020 I did some quick fixes and somehow all of my draft posts from the previous 16 years ended up assigned to that month. This is one of those posts. I used the context to “guess” when I actually wrote it so if anything about this publication date seems off to future me…I wanted this note here to explain possible errors.

I’ve seen a lot of religious response to the election that doesn’t take a stance regarding how the poster voted, but instead declares their own faith in God and his plan, or reminding others to put faith in God and his plan.

I have a hard time with this (OBVIOUSLY) and I am becoming more and more uncomfortable with ignoring it. Religion was very important for me in my life for many years, so I very strongly empathize with religion being a force in other’s lives. But – ever since I became aware that a portion of my conservative family/friends seem to fear the Muslim enforcement of Sharia law – I look at these declarations differently.

I have discovered that many feared an enforcement of Sharia law from Obama, because many people still believed he was Muslim thanks to some extreme news sources continuing to perpetuate that falsehood.

I just struggle how people can beg for us all to have Faith in their God, and to live by their bible, but also want to protect us from the religions laws from a differing Faith.

I saw a video Mike Pence said where he was Christian, Conservative and Republican…in that order. And I can’t help but imagine someone saying they were a Muslim, Conservative, and Republican…in that order. Would that person be allowed out in public anymore?

I’m also weary as it’s the Holidays and I keep seeing so many memes about how we should put Christ back in Christmas and posts criticizing people who celebrate Christmas but don’t actually believe in God and maybe I’m just disgruntled right now.

I also spent all day yesterday in bed as my stomach yelled at me for my nutrition choices over the weekend. So maybe I’m just post-digestive distress grumpy.

It’s weird to live in the South and in this country as a non-Christian. Everywhere you turn we’re bowing our heads in prayer, and I do that – of course – I respect the faiths of my friends and family, but I worry the Christians don’t every think about the rest of us. And don’t ever consider what it would be like if the majority of the country around them stopped 5 times a day to pray. And what if they felt persecuted or shamed for not joining along.

But then I remember, I can pass. I

Update from 2021: This was obviously an unfinished draft but I’m keeping it as is because I really feel like it captured something from that era of politics and my brain.

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