Are All Rulers, Good & Evil, Placed in Power by God?

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In the U.S.A., we are less than one week away from selecting a new president. During the primaries, as hopes of my favorite candidate becoming president faded, a young friend made a remark that made me think. He said (and I paraphrase), “No matter what ends up happening, we know that God is behind it and He will do what is best.” As I was preparing a lesson on Romans 13, where St. Paul says “there is no authority except from God, and the authorities that exist are appointed by God,” I wondered: could it be that all rulers, good and evil, are placed in power by God’s direct will and intention?  Continue reading

Why a Muslim for President Wouldn’t Be a Bad Thing

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I was really disappointed when I heard about what the republican candidate for the U.S. presidency, Ben Carson, said recently: “I would not advocate that we put a Muslim in charge of this nation. I absolutely would not agree with that.” In all fairness, Ben Carson also made another statement, which I do like: “If there’s somebody who is of any faith but they say things and their life has been consistent with things that will elevate this nation and make it possible for everybody to succeed and bring peace and harmony, then I’m with them.” (See CNN article about this).

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Trump’s Anti-Immigration Policy Is Anti-Christianity, Like So Many of His Views

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I came here and became an undocumented alien. I’m biased on the immigration issue, but not in a bad way I would say, but rather in the live-in-another-person’s-shoes kind of way. I didn’t know I was undocumented until I turned 16. My life flipped upside down when I found out this country I loved to live in didn’t want me, especially because I didn’t do anything willfully. That’s the funny thing about criminal laws, most require CRIMINAL INTENT—some willful, knowing action. Continue reading