Oh, we’re all so angry right now.
Trump lovers hate Hillary lovers. Hillary lovers hate Trump.
We’ve seen this before you know. Whites hate blacks. Blacks hate whites.
And we let the hatred fly.
Now we have social media, the press, e-mails, texts, all to let everyone know just how pissed off we are. We name call and blame, stereotype and vilify. We are making our point, letting our voice be heard about the injustice of life.
Before it’s too late. With all my heart I want you to hear, before it’s too late. We have become a part of the machine of lies.
Trump is not the villain of this story, neither is Hillary. They are part of all of us. The power that they wield is limited. The power that we wield is greater.
Love your neighbor.
It doesn’t matter who they voted for, or if they even voted. It doesn’t matter what color their skin is or their sexual orientation or their views on ANYTHING! We are commanded to love them. COMMANDED!
That means you allow them to say what they want and then respond with love. It means we see who they are, sin, faults, good and bad, and love them.
And hopefully they will love us too. Because if they don’t, we get to pick up our cross and follow Him to Calvary. We get to lay down our lives for another, unworthy soul. Just like mine.
A hint: that’s where we’re headed no matter what they choose.