Today’s a new day! I debated on whether to share the following or not. But after praying about it, I decided it was time to share the newest writing. Well, new for you, but I have been holding on to it for some time.
As I have watched the news, scrolled social media, and had conversations with family and friends, I have been heartbroken. The division, the cruelty, the “us versus them” mentality… it literally makes me sick to my stomach. I have watched the name-calling. I have watched politics turn human beings into teams, tribes, targets, and enemies.
People ask me all the time if I’m a Democrat or a Republican. My answer is simple: I vote for whoever I believe will do the least harm in that moment. That’s it. Politics has taken on a level of hatred I want no part of.
A house divided cannot stand.
And I am afraid this country is tearing itself apart piece by piece.
The last time I remember seeing this country truly united in my lifetime was when those towers fell on September 11th. For a brief moment, we were not White, Black, Democrat, Republican, Rich, Poor, Blue State, Red State Left or Right.
We were simply Americans.
We cried together. We prayed together. We held each other up. And as tragic as that moment was, the unity that followed was a beautiful thing to witness.
I miss that.
Now everybody wants to be right, but not enough people want to be righteous.
My health issues have taken a lot from me over the years. But at the same time, it’s allowed me to see life with a whole new perspective. So I do not share to gain anything. I am not afraid of backlash. I’ve got nothing left to lose except my place in heaven, and I refuse to give that up.
I don’t agree with sin — any sin — but I will always love the person.
That’s what Jesus did.
When the woman caught in adultery was thrown at His feet, the crowd wanted to stone her. They wanted punishment. They wanted to feel righteous by destroying someone else.
But Jesus didn’t join the mob.
He protected her dignity first.
Then He said, “Go and sin no more.”
He corrected the sin without crushing the soul.
That’s the example I try to follow.
And look at how Jesus treated immigrants and strangers.
He said, “I was a stranger and you welcomed me.”
He praised the Good Samaritan — a foreigner — as the true neighbor.
He never taught us to fear people crossing borders.
But today, we treat immigrants in ways we wouldn’t treat our dogs.
We act like every one of them is a criminal.
We forget they’re human beings — fathers, mothers, grandparents, children — many running from danger, hoping for a chance to do things the right way.
Not all of them are criminals.
Not all of them are threats.
Every one of them deserves dignity and a chance to become a citizen the right way.
This is who I try to be:
Someone who chooses decency even when it costs something.
Someone who refuses to join the outrage machine.
Someone who speaks up for people being dehumanized — whether they’re immigrants, LGBTQ, disabled, poor, or simply different.
I do not have a platform.
I do not have a microphone.
I have a body that doesn’t work very well anymore.
But I still have eyes.
I still have a conscience.
And I still have a responsibility to speak the truth as I see it in the scriptures.
When God finally calls me home, I want to leave it knowing I stood on the side of compassion — not cruelty. On the side of humanity — not division. On the side of Jesus — not the crowd with the stones in their hands. ~OC
The Blessed Overcomer 
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