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*through the storm, He is Lord

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America,

My heart breaks to see you in such turmoil and upset. I ache for the divisions and disunity breaking across the nation. I have friends rejoicing, friends grieving, friends who are resigned to the next four years, and friends who are just flat out angry.

I don’t post this to brush away how you are feeling, I’m feeling it with you, believe me. Tonight I hurt for my friends of colour who have been told that they are less than. That they have reason to fear – and they are fearful. Tonight I hurt for women everywhere who have just been told that no matter how hard you work, no matter how qualified you are, a man with no experience in your field can still beat you. Tonight I hurt for people across the world who are worried about what this means for their country.

In a moment of solidarity, I wanted to share with you the only words and promises that got me through my country’s “what-the-heck?” election last year. These are the words to the song “Cornerstone” by Hillsong. Just in case you needed to be reminded that there is hope, like I did last year.

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame
But wholly trust in Jesus name

Christ alone; cornerstone
Weak made strong; in the Saviour’s love
Through the storm, He is Lord
Lord of all

When Darkness seems to hide His face
I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil
My anchor holds within the veil

Christ alone; cornerstone
Weak made strong; in the Saviour’s love
Through the storm, He is Lord
Lord of all

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless stand before the throne.

I’m praying for you, America. I’m waiting for Jesus right along with you. Come, Lord Jesus. Praise God that it’s “When He shall come,” not “if He comes back.” Our God has not given up on us, will not give up on us, and I’m not giving up on you, America.

Don’t joke about fleeing to my country. We’re socialists, remember? You wouldn’t like it that much, and you’ve got a good thing going here. So stand up and fight for it, as you have done for generations. Fight for what is right, for your neighbours, for your freedom. For yourself.

Do better, America. Do good. We’re all watching and waiting for you with baited breath.

Lots of love from this little Canadian. God bless America.

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