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Who’s President Isn’t the End of the World to Me
I say this as a person who didn’t vote for Trump in 2016, but I did in 2020:
The president of the United States isn’t the end of the world to me. If Hillary had been elected in 2016, I would have graduated, moved to Kansas City, and gotten married.
Yes, I would have paid more in taxes. Yes, more abortions would have taken place. Yes, my family of farmers would have struggled. But ultimately, we would have survived. And we will persist for the next four years no matter the president.
Because my hope isn’t in the president, my hope is in God, our Savior, and my relationship with Jesus. It has been the same for the last seven years — through Obama and Trump, but more importantly through patching connections, developing my career, and finding a husband.
No one can steal my faith from me. It is more important to me than anything else. President. Covid. Anything.
To the people who are waiting for Trump supporters to throw tantrums and riot in the streets, we aren’t, and we won’t. Do you know why? The everyday American knows the president doesn’t control our lives. The average Christian knows where their hope lies. We haven’t put all our hopes into the presidential election.
