I can remember the refrains from November of 2016:
He might do things differently.
Just give him a chance.
Let’s see what he can do.
Friend, it’s been four years,
I want you to think about what you’ve seen, now that he’s been given a chance.
Here’s what I’ve seen:
I’ve seen travel bans,
children in cages,
hospital room ICE raids,
racists walking with torches,
cars running through crowds,
fine people false equivalencies,
ignored school shootings,
pepper-sprayed Bible photo ops.
I’ve see assaults on Dreamers,
on unarmed black men,
on affordable healthcare,
on free speech,
on Military members,
on the environment,
on peaceful protestors,
on the electoral process,
on the US Postal Service,
on the rights of women,
on objective truth.
I’ve seen lies about a virus,
denials of Science,
silencing of doctors,
deadly fake cures,
disregard for 205,000 dead Americans,
white vigilantes celebrated,
black victims vilified,
and still, more lies about a virus.
What have you seen over the past four years—and have you seen enough?
I’ve seen enough cruelty,
enough needless suffering,
enough unnecessary death,
enough Constitutional crises,
enough manufactured emergencies,
enough condescending press briefings,
enough presidential tweet tantrums,
enough intentional chaos.
I’ve seen enough of this frenetic circus of incompetence over the past four years to last a thousand lifetimes. Have you?
And after you’ve thought about what you’ve seen over the past four years and of all the things you’ve had enough of—I want you to think about the next four years.
What do you dream of for this place?
What nation do you hope for?
What world do you want to leave as your legacy?
What do you want to see?
I want to see a collaborative spirit in America again.
I want to see equity pursued.
I want to see bigotry shouted down.
I want to see justice escorted in.
I want to see compassion trend.
I want to see kindness go viral.
I want to see diversity celebrated.
I want to see poor, tired, huddled masses breathe again.
I want to see black men breathe again.
I want to see ceremonial American “greatness” give way to actual common goodness.
So, you’ve thought about the past four years and about what you’ve seen,
and you’ve dreamed of the next four years and what you want to see.
Now, think about this moment—because that is what this all comes down to.
You have this moment to end what you’ve seen enough of and to usher in what you want to see more of;
this moment to demand what you cannot live without and to condemn what you will not abide;
this moment to create a home for you and your children and their children, for everyone who lives here and for all those who dream of living here, and for the vast multitude on the horizon of history who will inherit this place;
this moment, between the America that is and the America that could be—and for better or for worse, will be.
And this moment all in your hands.
Not in Joe Biden’s hands. He’s lived a lifetime of service and his character speaks for itself.
And it’s not in Donald Trump’s hands. His malignant body of work, well, it is what it is.
Nothing either of these two men do are likely to move people still inexplicably undecided; those still stuck in apathy or hopelessness; those who still aren’t planning to temporarily move from their past party affiliation in order to protect us in this moment of unprecedented urgency.
And this moment isn’t up to me, either. I’m just a jerk-blogger, a heretical pastor, and Soros-funded radical Leftists still waiting for my first check. It’s unlikely anything I write or say will be the difference in someone’s mind being changed, their hearts being awakened, or their feet moved.
Only you can do that.
Only you can reach people in small and the close places of their stories, in the trenches of your relationships with them: in your home and your neighborhood and at your school and at work and on your timelines. You can be the difference in the day.
What have you seen over the past four years, and have you seen enough?
What do you want to see happen in the next four years?
What will you do in the coming four weeks in response?
America is not in the hands of a politician or a preacher or an athlete or a celebrity—it’s in your hands.
In this moment, may you leverage your voice, your time, your resources, your circle of influence, and may you do all you can to transform the America that is, into the America that could be.
On November fourth, may we wake up in that hopeful, beautiful, glorious place of possibility again.