A Democratic Evangelical's Election Reflections
Volunteering in rural Ohio at the end of the election revealed some truths about values and politics in America.
I spent the last three weeks "living" this Presidential election, as my family and I have been in Crawford County, Ohio volunteering on the Kerry/Edwards Campaign. When I decided to leave Los Angeles last summer, I thought it would not only be a unique opportunity to spend time traveling and reflecting on life with my family, but also to participate in the democratic process, and work for the values that have been important to me for most of my life.
Interestingly, as time passed and I shared my plans to volunteer in this election, the responses I received from family, friends, and even strangers were as varied as the people themselves. Many of my friends who are liberal Democrats were excited that I was going to a "swing state" to help defeat the man they consider one of the most divisive Presidents in the history of our country. On the other hand, many of my conservative Republican friends chided me for supporting a "Massachusetts liberal" who if elected would destroy our economy and create the largest, most bureaucratic government in the history of our nation. And since I am an evangelical minister who grew up in a conservative evangelical church (The Church of the Nazarene), many of my evangelical Christian friends couldn't believe I was both a Christian and a Democrat, since many of them seem to think all Christians must be Republicans. Of course there were also many other evangelical Christians, typically silent about their political views, who shared with me their fear to admit publicly that their faith motivates them to reject the Republican party line because it does not represent all the values they hold dear.
Working on a political campaign full-time for three weeks was both a tiring and exhilarating feeling. Our original intentions were to go to Columbus, Ohio and mostly walk precincts and do phone banking. But on the way to Columbus, we received a call from the campaign asking if I would be willing to drive approximately 80 miles north of Columbus to a small town called Bucyrus, to help give leadership to the campaign office they were trying to establish in the final weeks of the campaign.
What we discovered was a county with approximately 50,000 residents, with Bucyrus (population 13,000) as the county seat. Most people here are farmers or work in one of the declining number of manufacturing plants located in the county. It is mostly white, almost everyone is religious and/or attends church regularly, and people seem to genuinely care about one another. In some ways, it is an icon of what many places were like in America fifty years ago.