A Theology of Voting
Election season in the U.S. feels like riding a rollercoaster you didn’t want to get on, and one that you can’t get off of. It is full of stomach-churning twists and turns. For immigrants, people of Color, and anyone who’s lived on the margins, the stakes feel sky-high. Politicians on every side tell us that if “the other guy” wins, life as we know it will collapse. And honestly, it’s hard not to feel that way sometimes. This is a country divided by ideologies that seem to tear at the heart of humanity. We hear terms like “freedom,” “patriotism,” “security,” and “justice” tossed around, used both as shields and swords. What weighs heavily on my heart, though, is the way these words often feel hollow. They're wielded to separate, to strike fear, and to reinforce stereotypes that reduce people to caricatures. It seems the whole political stage has turned into a big show, not unlike The Hunger Games, with everyone scrambling to save their own district, even if it means destroying ev...