The internet is awash with responses to the election of Donald Trump as 45th president of the United States. Like many, I felt my heart break when I woke up to the news on Tuesday morning. Waves of hopelessness, fear and anger have hit me again and again as I try and process the implications of a world leader who thinks climate change is a hoax and has talked of withdrawing from international efforts at damage limitation, who has a well-documented fascination with nuclear weaponry and who has no understanding of the need for alliances, mutually beneficial partnerships and international collaboration and cooperation, who despises the weak, exploits the poor and has no regard for truth. The worst thing is the sense of powerlessness I feel. I keep looking at my little girls and thinking, ‘I can do nothing to protect you.’
So instead of sinking into despair, I am doing small acts of defiant hope. I am choosing to make tiny gestures that say, ‘I believe this is not the end of the story for our planet. I believe there is still beauty, goodness, kindness and truth in the world. I believe God is good and he loves us.’
I’ve started using the green bin for my food waste again (It had gotten so slimy and disgusting that I gave up).
I’ve been telling anyone speaking English with an accent that I am really glad they are in England
I took a travel mug to a conference I went to on Saturday so I wouldn’t have to use their disposable cups for my coffee
I’ve been signing all kinds of online petitions and sharing articles I judge to be well-reasoned and realistically positive
I’ve been reading a Psalm a day with the girls over breakfast, and we’ve talked about how we can tell God exactly how we feel. As Charis said, ‘God, what are you doing? Where are you, because I can’t see you and that makes me angry.’
There might come time for something more than small gestures. But for now, these feel better than nothing.
What are your small acts of defiant hope?
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