Jesus is not a Republican and Other Stuff I Believe

We are the world changers. The visionaries. We are the strongest political movement ever known. We have no borders or bounds.

We seek to establish justice and ensure domestic tranquility through grace filled lives, serving hands, and faithful hearts.

We are the diplomats of grace. The people with hands made to serve and hearts made to heal and branch out.

We are the vine gatherers, grasping with grace at those who are lost.

We are the warrior raising women, moms of boys who will proclaim truth in the loving of their wives and the raising of their families and the way in which they walk, upright with heavy steps that bear much weight.

We are the bearers of beauty, daughters who will grow to know their place in God’s heart. Women with gentle spirits, contending in battle for wisdom, humility and purity. Wise as serpents but innocent as doves. The daughters of God who will bear a new generation of Kingdom changers.

We are the guardians of hearts and minds, pouring our grace words into spirit children and planting them deep in His fold.

We are the lovers of justice, providing nourishment to the poor, advocates for the defenseless, defenders of the weak.

We are the mighty archers, aiming arrows sharpened and ready at an enemy that is neither democrat or republican, pro-choice or liberal, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.

We fight on our knees with hands raised to the heavens.

We fight with our hearts burdened by love for those who are lost.

We may cast our vote, we may carry our sign, stay informed, rally for the candidate we want to support, or speak our mind, but still we know where the ultimate ruler reigns. Because we have never really belonged here. We are expats for a season, in a world that is not our own.

We see with sharpened eyes, all’s grace. All is grace.

We know the cost. We have seen our passport stamped and paid for in blood. Citizens of grace.

We are the ambassadors of a new Kingdom.

While I was at Blissdom, I had the chance to meet with CafeMom correspondent Lindsay Ferrier to do an interview on where I stand as a Christian, homeschooling mom, and small business owner in the realm of politics, public opinion, and education.

It was lovely to meet with her and represent what I believe a lot of Christians feel. While many of us are involved deeply in politics and government, we should never forget that we are Christians first and foremost. Our witness to the world says more than the sign in our front yard.

Jesus is not a Republican. This world’s politics are too limiting for a Holy and infinite God. .I may ruffle some feathers, but there, I said it.

That being said, I am a writer, and talking on camera was a big leap out of my comfort zone and only slightly more traumatic than that dream where I showed up at a homeschool co-op in my underpants.

Besides accidentally going to the wrong lobby and missing the car to take me to the interview, having to run across the Gaylord Opryland Hotel which is ginormous, grabbing a taxi, and being late, I managed to babble a few coherent sentences on what I believe. Lyndsay was gracious and professional, and I couldn’t have asked for a better interviewer for this camera shy introvert. You can view it here.

What is your stance on politics as a Christian? What do you think our responsibility is to the world in regards to our government? Do you feel like secular culture views all Christians and angry, narrow-minded bigots? Or do you think society has a different view of Christians? What is your experience?

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Five Minute Friday: Good-Bye

Around here we write for five minutes flat on Fridays.

We set a timer, throw caution to the winds and try to remember what it was like to just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

Want to play Five Minute Friday? It’s easy peasy!

1. Write for 5 minutes flat on the prompt- no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Meet & encourage someone who linked up before you.

OK, are you ready? Give us your best five minutes on:

Good-Bye…

starving child

Heartbreaking. This picture torments us with the lack of hope. A child lost. A soul tormented with regret.

And we judge.

How terrible.

We would make a different choice. We would make a difference. We would scoop that child from the brink of death, we would scare off the beasts that encroach. We would provide hope. We wouldn’t turn and walk away. We wouldn’t say good-bye and retreat. We wouldn’t ignore the need as we think of our own comfort, safety or health.

How could anyone not care? How could anyone see but not act?

And yet, if we’re honest, do we not turn blind eyes to needs every day? Do we not think of our comfort, safety and health over the suffering of those around us? Are we not immune and numb so often in our worlds? Do we not look at the broken bodies and anguish and feel impotent to act? Apathetic or powerless or overwhelmed, it doesn’t matter, it all leads to the same reaction.

Good-bye.

We leave the child lost, the body broken, the soul lonely, the hopeless hurting.

Mother Theresa said If you can’t feed a hundred people, then just feed one. Who will you feed?