God is Love.

Man… this past weekend was a tough one.

I’ve been sitting with a heaviness I can’t quite shake. It’s hard to find the exact words to describe what it feels like to watch just how divided our nation has become. It feels like everywhere you turn there is another argument, another accusation, another reason to draw a line in the sand.

The enemy is really good at what he does. He’s strategic. He distracts us while quietly setting up new traps, and this weekend—surrounding the Super Bowl—felt like one of those moments. The controversy over the halftime show, the outrage, the applause, the TPUSA All American Halftime Show versus The Super Bowl Halftime Show, the likes, the dislikes… all of it became fuel for something much deeper and far more troubling.

What I saw wasn’t just disagreement.

I saw people tearing one another down.

Yes, some people didn’t like the Super Bowl Halftime Show.

Yes, some people didn’t like the TPUSA All American Halftime Show.

And yes—everyone is entitled to their opinion.

But what broke my heart was how quickly we forgot how to love one another through those differences.

I witnessed racism.

I saw ignorance.

I watched people use words as weapons—words meant to wound rather than heal.

And the common thread in all of it was this: love was missing.

God is love.

And the words spoken this past weekend were not words of love.

Somewhere along the way, we’ve confused having an opinion with having permission to be cruel. We’ve forgotten that we can stand firm in our values without tearing down someone else’s humanity. God created us differently on purpose. Different backgrounds. Different perspectives. Different experiences. None of that was accidental.

What we are called to do is love each other anyway.

To respect one another.

To value one another.

When we learn to unite through love, we gain discernment. And with discernment, we are better equipped to recognize and combat the enemy. That should be our mission—not winning arguments, not proving a point, not shouting the loudest—but loving like Christ loved.

I am praying heavily over our nation.

I am praying heavily over our world.

I am praying over the hearts of people I’ve known for years and those I’ve never met.

I’m praying that we remember how to love.

And I’m also praying for the strength to continue standing on what I know to be true, even when it feels costly to do so:

God is love.

And without Him at the center, we lose everything that truly matters.

God’s Love and Mine,

Carrie