I intended this blog to be something polished, something focused, organized around a schematic examination of one book of the Bible at a time. Then came the elephant in the room.
Let’s call the creature what it is: the election. We’ve chosen as President a man who is, at best, a charlatan, and at worst, a demagogue. Even stranger still is how little those of us who identify with the left when moral questions are concerned can fathom the choice of those we see to be on the opposite side, the fears that make so much hatred attractive and the oh-so-tempting deafness that comes from being comfortable enough to ignore that our neighbor’s house is in flames.
So these are the footprints of our elephant: the problematic face that will lead our nation and the seemingly unbridgeable gulf opening up between us. Perhaps someday soon I’ll be in the frame of mind to address that. Perhaps I’ll even be positive. But I don’t reckon that day is today, because all I can think about is the persistent widow and the unjust judge.
Stone-Campbell Girl 