How Should Christians Respond When They Say Trump Isn’t a Moral Choice?

By this point in the election cycle, you’ve heard all the regular arguments from the Morality Police, who lecture Christians that Donald Trump is not moral enough to earn the Christian vote. You know; he is an adulterer, a vainglorious liar, a crooked business man, and then, all the far-fetched, unsubstantiated claims made by prosecutors put into office on the promise that they’ll find a way to hang up his hide.

If you’re like most Christians, you might have a tendency to shrink back at their accusatory lectures. You might hang your head a bit, with the knowledge that – sure enough – the man doesn’t appear to be the epitome of personal righteousness. And then, you might have that sense of doubt in your mind that maybe, just maybe, they have the moral high ground because they’re quoting various Scriptures or appealing to your sense of objective holiness.

After all, it feels weird, if not downright surreal, that the Christian vote is going (at a rate of 80%) to a crass, vulgar, and lascivious man.

We wanted to provide you some talking points for those interactions, whether they be in social media, around the water cooler, or (may God forbid) your family’s dinner table. We hope you find these helpful, and provide you with a dose of moral clarity.

A good (and godly) response goes something like this:

My dear friend,

Who under heaven do you think you are? What standing, do you believe you have, to bring an accusation of “supporting immorality” against Christians?

Your side, which is the side of an actual anti-human death cult, celebrates the death of the unborn. Long ago were the days the Democrat Party wanted abortion to be “safe, legal, and rare” (as though that were not bad enough). Today, as opposed to just a few short years ago, you have abandoned the term, “pro choice,” and instead you use the term “pro-abortion.” You chant, cheer, and applaud women who slaughter their babies in the womb. You “shout your abortion,” as though you’re giving praise-reports in the Baptist church.

We do not care what you think.

You treat procreation, which God says is your fundamental purpose of life, as a cancer. You treat pregnancy like a disease. You treat fertility like a symptom of an illness, and spend fortunes to prevent it like a vaccine. You have turned your wombs into war zones, making them less hospitable to your child than any theater of foreign war. Your goal is ever more atrocious than that of Hitler, or Mao Zedung, or Pol Pot. Your healthcare kills more annually than Auschwitz killed in four.

We do not care what you think.

Your medicine is designed to murder. Your healthcare is designed to dismember limbs and decapitate heads. Your medical care is designed to cut off genitals, mutilate breasts, and create festering, un-healing wounds into human flesh. The only thing that stinks more than your immorality is the gaping, rotting orifices your plastic surgeons create where one’s manhood used to be. The only thing more emasculating than your surgeries is your worldview. Your clinics are deadlier than concentration camps. Your choice is death to infants, death to the elderly, death to the disabled, death to the poor, death to disenfranchised and marginalized. Your desire is to kill the unwanted, the disadvantaged, and the undesirable. You are monsters of the highest order, beasts of an otherworldly realm, savages and brutes that make Genghis Kahn look like Gandhi.

We do not care what you think.

Your assault on children, the ones who survive the death gauntlet of your wombs, is unparalleled. You groom the little ones to embrace your perversities. You sit them on the laps of devils masquerading as drag queens, like Pied Pipers singing them the lullaby of Satan. Like a mustached man luring them to your van with candy, you market to them your sickness in the name of a good time. You project your sexual fetishes upon them, drag them to your celebrations of sodomy, and indoctrinate them with the grossest possible absurdities. You sneak your sexual propaganda into their books, and sneak those books into libraries, and lift your finger to your mouth and tell tell them not tell their parents. You want our children because you’ve killed yours, or because the only fruit of your sexual behavior is Monkey Pox or some other loathsome venereal disease. You do not offer the world life, but out of necessity, only can offer it Plan B and a strong course of antibiotics.

We do not care what you think.

You not only hate your God, you hate his science. You detest human biology, and submit the laws of nature to the rule of your imagination. In the name of psychology you coddle mental illness. In the name of reproductive medicine you fine-tune the art of infertility. In the name of climate science, you embrace the most superstitious and absurd doctrines of physiology. In the name of intellectual sophistication, you reject Natural Law. You are not intellectual. You are not sophisticated. You do not love science; you an offense to it.

We do not care what you think.

You tell us to love our neighbor, but your economic policies are designed to steal from them. You tell us to love our neighbor, but you don’t care that our neighborhood is set aflame by mobs and their markets are pilfered by looters. You tell us to love our neighbor, but you’re happy that illegal invaders replace them. You tell us to love our neighbors, as you seek to disarm them. You tell us to love our neighbors, as you let violent criminals out of jail and into our neighborhoods without bail. You are the reason we lock our homes at night, you are the reason we put AirTags in our children’s backpacks, you are the reason we don’t let our kids play outside any more, you are the reason our daughters feel unsafe in public places, you are the reason our neighbors have to put up cameras to keep our parcels safe, you are the reason our neighborhoods put up gates.

We do not care what you think.

You tell us to love the immigrant, as you complain about who will pick our vegetables, like Southern Democrats complaining about who would pick our cotton if the negro was freed. You tell us to love the immigrant, as you turn a blind eye to three hundred thousand missing children trafficked across our border. For the sake of letting in undocumented Democrats, you have sold these children into sex slavery as nothing more than unfortunate collateral damage of your political schemes. You tell us to love the immigrant, as you explain the cost of services will go up without them, as you intentionally place them into a caste system of unfair pay. You are racist for this, and vile.

We do not care what you think.

Speaking of racism, we are tired of being called racist because, like Martin Luther King, we dream of a day that we can judge a person by the content of their character but not the color of their skin. We are tired of being called racist when you drive the wedge of division between the races for nothing but political gain. We are tired of being called racist when it’s you who insist black people are too stupid to pass college entrance exams or that legal immigrants are too lazy to get voter identification. We are tired of being called racist for believing people are equal, and therefore must have equal standards, while you engage in the soft bigotry of lowered expectations.

We do not care what you think.

We are tired of being called misogynists, when half the people you murder in the womb are females. We are tired of being called misogynists because we celebrate mothers having their children born alive instead of plucked from the womb dead. We are tired of being called misogynists because we believe that motherhood is the most important job in the world. We are tired of being called misogynists because we recognize that the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world. We are tired of being called misogynists because we want to keep men from abusing women in contact sports, or stealing their place in athletic competitions. We are tired of being called misogynists, as you open the entrance door for men to evade their private places. We are tired of being called misogynists, as you celebrate men engaging in gender black-face, masquerading as insanely insulting caricatures of actual women. We are tired of being called misogynist, as you applaud men for appropriating the female gender.

We do not care what you think.

We are tired of being called fascists as you deny our bodily autonomy to not receive pharmaceutical experiments against our wishes. We are tired of being called fascists as you lock up your political opponents. We are tired of being called fascists as you censor us in every form of media in which you have control. We are tired of being called fascists for opposing government intrusion. We are tired of being called fascists by the people who shut down our churches because of a mild virus. We are tired of. being called fascists by the people who assigned us to house arrest, or fined us for going to the beach. We are tired of being called fascists for making us bake wedding cakes or provide services against our beliefs, as though we are your slaves forced to provide labor at your plantation-era whims.

We do not care what you think.

In short, my dear liberal friend, you are not in a position of moral uprightness to critique us. Our political choice in this election was, at least at one time an adulterer. But the only reason you know the name “Kamala Harris” is because she sold her body to a man of political power, as though she were running for Prostitute in Chief. Your candidate is nothing but a modern day Herodias, who leveraging her feminine whiles with a powerful man, immediately seeks the death of God’s servants. We do not speak of Trump, but the Christian journalists she prosecuted for exposing Planned Parenthood’s illegal trafficking of dead baby parts like a junk lot pick-and-pull, or the many pro-life activists who have awoken to Department of Justice swat team at their door.

We agree with you that character matters, but promoting infanticide is a character issue. Promoting sodomy is a character issue. Denying our soul liberty and freedom of religion is a character issue. Taking away our rights to speak, to gather, to publish our opinions, or defend ourselves is a character issue. Abandoning your oath of office to roll out the red carpet for our invaders and conquerers is a character issue. Chopping off the penises of little boys is a character issue. Instigating wars is a character issue. Stealing from one citizen to give to another is a character issue.

So please, understand. We would prefer an objectively “moral” candidate like anyone else. But we simply have lost the capacity – or the desire – to be lectured in any way by people who revel in sin. You are steeped in iniquity, and your political platform is a point-by-point refutation of the Ten Commandments. You have codified blasphemy, the dishonor of parents, adultery, theft, murder, and greed into your national agenda. You put sin on parade, you light up the White House in sodomy-themed lights, you celebrate Christ’s birth with drag queens in the national residence, you name entire months in honor of the wicked, while you declare the day of Christ’s resurrection the Trans Day of Visibility. Your morality is vomit. Your righteousness is like menstrual rags, as is all of ours, but you sew them into flags and hang them on the White House South Lawn. Conservatives are ashamed of our sin, but you are proud of yours, and that’s the difference.

Like the devil, who accuses the brethren, you have suddenly become keenly aware of our sacred teachings on right and wrong. You blaspheme God by even attempting to quote it to us, like the Witch who tries to cite the deep magic to Aslan, who was there when it was written. The Bible is not our talking point, it is the apple of our eye. Like an enemy who tries to turn our own knife against us, you seek to quote the Bible you know nothing about and respect even less. The only thing more obvious than your ignorance of the Scripture is the depth of insincerity when you quote it.

But, the Scripture is a two-edged sword. You might cut us by reminding us our candidate is far from perfect. But if the scriptures gives us a cut, it will slice you into two and leave you for dead.

Be away with you, devil. Our own consciences can inflict us with more damage than the insincerity with which you quote to us the Bible.

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