Sharing With Humans

How Did You Get Here?

I knew some of you when you were five years old. I spent summers with you. I watched you grow into adults. I knew your values back then—values of fairness, kindness, and actual Christian principles. And yet, here you are, standing behind this.

How did you get here? What happened?

Are you really telling me that your morals changed that much over time? That the person I once knew, who believed in doing what was right, now calls cruelty righteous? That the same people who once spoke of compassion now revel in the suffering of others?

I refuse to believe you’ve all changed that drastically. So tell me—are you just silent out of fear? Have you convinced yourselves that looking away is easier? Or have you truly decided that power matters more than truth?

Because silence is complicity.

If you are still sitting in these churches, listening to preachers glorify a man who embodies everything the Bible warns against, you need to ask yourself: How do you claim to be Christian while standing beside someone who reflects nothing of Christ?

"By their fruits, you shall know them." (Matthew 7:16)

Tell me—what fruit has this man borne? Hatred? Greed? Deception? Corruption? Because I don’t see love, truth, or humility.

And let’s talk about the reality of what you voted for:

SNAP benefits? Cut. Food insecurity will skyrocket.

Medicaid? Slashed. Thousands will lose access to healthcare.

Social Security? Actively being gutted.

The Department of Education? On the chopping block. Public education will collapse.

Farmers? Losing thousands as tariffs and trade wars crush American agriculture.

Federal employees? Fired in mass layoffs, with a hiring freeze to ensure they don’t get replaced.

Reproductive rights? Shredded. Women’s autonomy stripped away piece by piece.

No minimum wage increases. No protections for workers. No affordable housing solutions.

And you celebrated it.

Was banning abortion worth all of this? Was controlling women more important than feeding children? Was punishing people for being different worth letting everyday Americans fall into financial ruin?

When have you felt the pain enough?

We’ve all said never again, and yet here you are, watching history repeat itself—watching the government round up immigrants, cut social services, and centralize power—and you’re okay with it because it’s your side doing it.

I am not overly religious, but I know what is right. And I know what is wrong. And I know that Donald Trump is wrong.

It breaks my heart to watch people I once admired worship a false idol. To watch Christianity—the faith that shaped so many of us—become a tool for power and control rather than love and righteousness.

It hurts.

It hurts to watch Christianity die.

But I will not lose my faith in what is good, in what is true, and in the power of standing up for what is right.

"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me."

"Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over." (Psalm 23:4-5)

I say these words when I am afraid.
I remind myself that even in the darkest times, I will not back down.

I will not let this darkness win.