Would the Election of Kamala Harris Signify God Pronouncing a Curse on America for Its Collective Sins and Unrepentance?
It was a gray, brooding sort of day. Clouds hung low over the city, seeming to press down on it, almost like a warning. Jack leaned over the table in the café, his fingers drumming against his Bible, opened to Isaiah, and looked across at Ben, who’d been his friend since college. They’d argued theology for years now, but today felt different. Today, Jack had a question that needed answering.
“Look, I know she’s just a candidate,” Jack began, keeping his voice low but his tone intense. “But you can’t tell me you don’t feel something’s…off lately. Here.” He tapped Isaiah 3:12 with the edge of his pen: ‘As for my people, children are their oppressors, and women rule over them. O my people, they which lead thee cause thee to err, and destroy the way of thy paths.’
Ben leaned back, his face guarded. “You’re saying Harris’ election would be some sign—a curse of judgment on America?”
Jack nodded, biting his lip. “Not just any sign. I mean, maybe God’s way of saying, ‘You’ve gone too far. There’s no turning back.’ Think about it—the idolatry of self, the way society twists morality. We’re practically screaming rebellion at heaven.” He paused. “But…I don’t know if it’s right to read it that way.”
Ben raised an eyebrow. “You’re drawing a line from Israel, ancient Israel, to modern America. Two very different cultures, with very different issues. I mean, come on, you can’t really believe that electing a woman automatically brings judgment?”
Jack looked out the window, watching raindrops tap against the glass. “It’s not about her being a woman, Ben. Deborah was a woman, and she was a judge, chosen by God. This is about character—righteousness. Deborah sought God, she led wisely. But if you’ve listened to Harris’ stances, she stands against almost everything God’s commanded: abortion, mockery of those who call Jesus Lord… It’s like she embodies every rebellion we’ve been piling up.”
Ben rubbed his temples. “I get what you’re saying. But here’s my question—if it’s true, and God is warning us, what would that really look like? How would we know?”
The Weight of Isaiah’s Warning
Jack picked up his Bible again, letting his eyes trace the verse once more. Isaiah 3:12 wasn’t just about female leadership; it was a poetic diagnosis of disorder. It wasn’t about women ruling as a problem in itself, but about a society flipped on its head, rejecting God’s ways and suffering the consequences. It was a picture of a nation—Judah—that had wandered so far from God that everything seemed upside down. Children in power, immature leaders, and yes, an abandonment of God’s order.
When Isaiah spoke those words, it was to a people who had systematically disregarded God’s instructions. Idolatry was rampant, justice was corrupted, and the poor were mistreated. The leaders, especially, had led the people astray, bringing God’s anger down on the entire nation. The prophet was warning that chaos had replaced godly order, that a lack of strong, righteous leadership was a symptom of a much larger disease.
“So, if America’s on a similar path, does it mean that Kamala Harris—or anyone else really—is a final step? Like a red flag?” Jack’s voice was almost a whisper now.
Ben exhaled. “Well, if we’re talking about America as a nation that’s drifted from God—then yeah, there’s a case to be made. We’ve legalized things that contradict His law, we celebrate what He condemns. I guess you could say that, if anything, the leader would reflect the people, wouldn’t they?”
Jack nodded slowly. Reflect the people. It felt true. “Like when God gives a people exactly what they’re asking for—even if it destroys them,” he murmured. “Remember Romans 1? God gave them up…to a reprobate mind.”
Collective Sins and Collective Consequences
“So you think Isaiah’s talking about a collective accountability?” Ben’s question hung in the air, heavy as the rain outside.
Jack tapped his Bible again. “Yeah, I do. And not just for back then. Look around—there’s hardly a place we haven’t invited sin in and called it progress. The Bible’s pretty clear that nations answer for how they live. We’ve traded wisdom for popularity, justice for what sells. And now, maybe God’s letting us see what we get when we try to lead without Him.”
The words felt strange, too final. Jack wasn’t even sure he liked what he was saying, but it was hard to ignore that it might be the truth.
“Remember Proverbs,” he continued, flipping to another verse. “Proverbs 29:2 says, When the righteous are in authority, the people rejoice: but when the wicked beareth rule, the people mourn. It doesn’t get more straightforward than that, Ben. We’re mourning, aren’t we? Spiritually speaking?”
Ben stared into his coffee, his thoughts somewhere else entirely. “If that’s true, then what’s left? I mean, are we beyond repentance?”
Signs of Hope, Even in Judgment
There was a long silence between them, filled only by the hum of the coffee shop and the rain outside. Finally, Jack broke the silence.
“You know, Ben, I don’t think it’s ever too late for repentance. We might be a country that’s a long way from God, but that’s why we need to remember that God’s judgment is also a call to return. In Isaiah’s day, the people had a choice to come back, to turn from idols and seek God again.”
Ben looked up, his expression softening. “So maybe, if there’s a curse, it’s like…God saying, ‘Wake up before it’s too late?’”
“Exactly. God’s warnings are mercy, not cruelty. If we’re willing to listen.” Jack paused, feeling a renewed clarity. “But it’s on us to see that and turn back. And if Harris—or anyone else—rises to power and leads without God, it’ll be a reminder of where we are. But it won’t mean there’s no way out. God’s always left a path to repentance. We just need to take it.”
A Call for True Leadership
Ben leaned back, a half-smile forming. “So, you think we’re under judgment, but that it’s not hopeless.”
“Right,” Jack replied, relaxing a little. “Leadership matters. Righteousness matters. And if we’re willing to repent—collectively—I don’t think God would ever turn away from us. It’s like He told Israel, ‘If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land’ (2 Chronicles 7:14).”
Ben’s gaze softened as he nodded. “So Harris, or any leader, could be a wake-up call instead of a death sentence.”
Jack smiled, almost relieved. “Exactly. We have a choice in this. It’s not too late to turn things around.”
As the two friends sat quietly, watching the rain patter against the window, there was a new understanding between them—a hope, buried beneath the weight of responsibility. Because while the words of Isaiah were heavy, they weren’t final. America, like any nation, stood at a crossroads. And whether judgment or mercy lay ahead depended on the response of the people, not the mere actions of a single leader.
Conclusion: A Nation’s Choice
In the end, the question wasn’t simply about Kamala Harris or any leader alone. The real question was whether America, as a collective, would acknowledge the signs, turn from its ways, and seek God. Isaiah’s words warned of judgment, but they also invited reflection—a second chance to repent and seek righteousness.
It was a choice, Jack thought, that every generation faced in its own way. And while the next election might signal one direction, it was the heart of the nation that would determine the final path. Would America heed the warning? Only time would tell, and only God would know how far grace might yet extend.
