When I wrote about the “cancel culture” last Friday, I was overwhelmed by the number of responses and the sadness they revealed.

     Many of you, it seems, have been “cancelled” by a friend, family member or colleague. Or maybe you were the one who did the cancelling?

     Either way, it’s sad—that we should become so passionate about our politics and enamored of our own opinions that we’re willing to sacrifice love and friendship. As if any of the candidates were beacons of wisdom or models of integrity! As if politics were of eternal importance!

     I tell you true. I would not give up the least of my friendships for a Biden, a Trump or a Jorgensen, let alone sacrifice the love of a sibling, son or daughter.

     It’s helpful, I think, to step back from the noise and consider our lives from a broader perspective.     

     None of us is going to be talking about politics when our last breath comes, reminiscing about some long-forgotten election, chanting “hooray for our side.” Rather, that final hour will focus our every thought and feeling on things eternal—on God, family and friends.

     So why not embrace them now, while the days are long and the nights still willing?