Voting on Faith
The past decade has seen a division in America like no other, and I’m not going to sugarcoat my stance: I’m voting for Donald Trump, and I don’t care what anyone thinks. I’m not here to spew hatred, nor am I interested in labeling anyone, but there’s been a clear disconnect between those who uphold conservative values and the direction the left wants to take this country.
Let’s talk about family, faith, and values. I’m not a die-hard Trump fan—I’m a regular guy who believes in the power of hard work, a stable economy, and a moral compass that keeps us grounded in something greater than ourselves. Somewhere along the way, we’ve lost that grounding. The abandonment of God in our public institutions and in our culture is heartbreaking. We’ve replaced values like faith and family with movements that, to me, seem fleeting at best and destructive at worst.
The multi-gender movement? I’m calling it like I see it: a social experiment gone wrong. Yes, people should be free to express themselves, but let’s not pretend that these fads won’t have long-lasting effects on the mental health and identity of future generations. This is not progress—it’s confusion, and it’s a distraction from the real issues that Americans are facing every day. It feels like I’m living in a world where defending traditional family values is not just old-fashioned, but somehow labeled as hate speech. Why can’t I, as a Christian, raise my family with the belief that God created us for a purpose, male and female, without being vilified?
For me, it’s simple: I want to live in a country that values God, family, and a strong economy. I’m tired of the distractions, tired of being labeled a bigot or an idiot for holding these views. I’m tired of the Democratic Party pretending to care about the working class while pushing policies that make it harder for people like me to get by. They focus on divisive social issues while the real problems—like inflation, crime, and a lack of good jobs—are left unsolved. They’ve turned America into a battleground of identity politics, and I refuse to be a pawn in their game.
I’m voting for Trump because, while he’s far from perfect, he represents a return to a time when America felt stable, when the economy was strong, and when you could raise a family without worrying about the moral decay we see today. Call me old-fashioned, call me out of touch, but I’d rather be that than part of a movement that seems to be unraveling the fabric of what made this country great in the first place.
So, if you want to accuse me of being racist, or close-minded, or whatever other label is being thrown around today, fine. But before you do, maybe take a second to ask why people like me are so fed up. Maybe instead of assuming the worst, you could have a conversation with a Trump supporter about why we believe what we believe.
I want a future where my kids can grow up in a country that values hard work, faith, and the freedom to live a simple, meaningful life. I’m not here to argue over petty things. I’m here to stand up for the things that truly matter. That’s why I’m voting for Trump, and that’s why I don’t care what you think.
If we could focus more on creating a strong, unified country—one that values families, faith, and community—we’d be better off. We can argue all day about the small stuff, but the bigger picture is what matters. That’s where my vote will go.
