(I wrote this in 2012, but the situation has only gotten worse. I feel even more strongly than I did then.)
It’s an election year, apparently. I’ve noticed the sprouting yard signs and the increasing emotional urgency in political conversations. The internets buzz with people making their case and stomping their virtual feet.
As a follower of Jesus this season makes me tired. Everyone seems to have expectations and obligations for me; commitments that I have never signed up for.
In the course of a single week, for example, I had two different Facebook friends make essentially the same claim. One was lamenting an action of the President that they disapproved of, commenting that they couldn’t imagine how any Christian could vote for a Democrat ever again. My other friend, frustrated with a bill that was passed in congress, declared that it was inconceivable how anyone who took the Bible seriously could possibly vote for a Republican.
I’m told there’s a culture war on. Also a war on Christians. Possibly a war on women. Certainly a war against Our Way Of Life. As a Christian, and as a pastor, I am expected to march in this war.
Wave the flags as much as you like. This is a war I’m not coming to. I am officially declaring my status as a Conscientious Objector in the culture war.