A thought rather abruptly entered my mind today while I was on one of my many commutes:
God loves even Donald Trump.
What. Oh.... yeah, I guess so.
It came as a shock, and then a relief. The shock factor: I don't like him, I don't trust him, I'm rather anxious about where our country is going to be led over the next span of time. Which is not all his fault or responsibility and I know that. But as the figurehead, he's going to get the blame.
The relief though? That for all of our human worries and judgments, there is a greater force who knows something we don't necessarily recognize - a greater force who is willing to offer redemption.
For all of the terrible things people may be feeling or going through, there is a greater force that is in control.
So I will hold onto that and the love I feel from it; I will offer the kindness it offers me to the world, to give hope. Human beings, as much as we can try, we will fail to love and be kind. But there is something greater, for me it is God, who always can and always will offer true love, to the last moment.
That love is for everyone. Even Donald Trump.