Tomorrow, it seems, the world returns to medieval times. A crass, arrogant overlord with no respect for God nor humanity ascends the throne of the Western world, an out-of-control demagogue. How can this be?
Maybe that's the question. How can it be?
I have rarely felt as ashamed as I did the day Donald Trump's victory was announced - secured, apparently, by evangelical Christians. Those among whom I would once have counted myself.
Perhaps, for too long, the West has denied justice to the poor, concern for the oppressed and reverence for God. The prophet Amos has provided the recent Old Testament lectionary readings. Appropriate maybe, that today we read "Strike the capitals until the thresholds shake". All is not hopeless however. Amos goes on to say "I will raise up the booth of David that is fallen ... I will restore the fortunes of my people."
I have no faith in easy solutions, triumphalist claims that Christians will finally be vindicated and enjoy victory over others. But I do believe that God is greater than Trump, and that He cares for His creation.