The verdict is in—and it’s ugly. Democrats didn’t just win; they ran the table. But these aren’t your mom and pop’s Democrats—the blue-collar workers who believed in God, family, and the dignity of hard work. No, last night’s victors are the radical heirs of a political faith that worships grievance, deconstruction, and power at all costs.
In New York City, an Islamic radical—who openly fantasizes about wiping Jews off the map, confiscating private property, and “socializing groceries”—won by a majority of votes. Think about that. In the greatest city in the world, a metropolis that once symbolized American aspiration and pluralism, a man who despises the very foundations of the Republic now speaks for its citizens. A city where 160 languages are spoken has become less American, more resentful, and disturbingly anti-American. Bill de Blasio and Eric Adams may have failed the city, but this new era is something worse—it’s a rebellion against the idea of America itself.
In Virginia, the story grows darker. The new chief law enforcement officer—tasked with defending the innocent and upholding justice—once mused online about “putting bullets in the brains” of his political opponents, murdering their children, and desecrating their graves. And yet, he is now the face of “justice” in the Old Dominion. Evil doesn’t even bother hiding anymore; it campaigns on Twitter, smirks on debate stages, and collects votes with pride.
Across the river in New Jersey, the machine did what machines do—cheated, bullied, and crushed. Jack Ciattarelli, the man who nearly toppled the corrupt edifice last time, was defeated not by superior ideas but by a system that learned its lesson. They brought out the old playbook: phantom ballots, mysteriously missing precincts, and late-night “adjustments.” The result? A buffoonish Democrat who can barely string together coherent thoughts is now the new governor. Congratulations, New Jersey—you just rewarded incompetence and dishonesty in the same breath.
And then there’s California—the laboratory of leftist decay. Its voters passed a gerrymandering plan that will lock in one-party rule, cripple its already failing economy, and accelerate the great exodus of normal, sane Americans fleeing for freer soil. It’s like watching a once-beautiful mansion rot in real time while its owners toast the termites for their hard work.
If you squint hard enough, it almost feels biblical—and that’s because it is. The Apostle Paul wrote to Timothy about a time when “people will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive… lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God.” (2 Timothy 3) Sound familiar? We are living in that time. A moment when the moral compass is so inverted that people celebrate what destroys them and mock what could save them. They think they are choosing love, equity, and justice—but in truth, they’re embracing hatred, chaos, and bondage.
Yet Paul didn’t just diagnose the darkness; he offered a prescription. He told Timothy to remember the truth—the real truth, not the shifting, social-media-approved nonsense of the day. Truth that is anchored in God’s Word, not feelings. Truth that doesn’t bend to trends or polls. Truth that defines good and evil, light and darkness, man and woman, life and death. That truth, Paul reminds us, is “God-breathed and useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting, and training in righteousness.”
And then came the charge—one that echoes louder tonight than ever before: “Preach the Word; be ready in season and out of season.” Translation? Stay faithful when it’s easy—and when it’s not. Speak truth when the world listens—and when it mocks you for doing so. If the lights go out, be the candle. If the mob drowns out reason, whisper wisdom into the chaos. That’s our call. That’s our duty.
Because as tempting as despair feels, believers don’t get to surrender. We don’t get to pack up and retreat to the hills. This moment—this humiliating, heartbreaking, gut-wrenching moment—is when real courage is born. God doesn’t call us to win elections; He calls us to be faithful witnesses. To hold fast the line of truth, even when the votes go the other way.
So what now? We remember what’s eternal. We re-anchor our lives and families in the only foundation that can’t be shaken. And we preach—not politics, but purpose; not partisanship, but the Person of Jesus Christ. The same Christ who told us we’d have tribulation, and who promised that He has overcome the world.
The late-night pundits will spin the data. Pollsters will pretend they understand what went wrong. Consultants will whisper about strategy, messaging, and turnout. But the truth is simpler—and far more sobering. America isn’t suffering from bad politics; we’re suffering from bad theology. We’ve traded in the Author of truth for the authors of confusion. We’ve chosen to call evil good, and good evil—and the ballots simply reflected that choice.
So tonight, don’t curse the darkness. Light a match. Don’t wring your hands—fold them in prayer. Don’t rage at your neighbor; invite them to know the One who still redeems broken people and nations alike.
Because one day, the ballots won’t matter. The headlines will fade. But truth will remain. And when it does, may it be said of us that when our culture lost its mind, we didn’t lose our mission.
That’s our profound observation for this hour—and our challenge:
When a nation forgets God, remember Him all the more.
When truth is mocked, speak it louder.
And when darkness wins the night, live so brightly that morning has no choice but to rise.
Editor’s Note: Rather than put the American people first, Chuck Schumer and the radical Democrats forced a government shutdown for healthcare for illegals. They own this.
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