There is a particular clarity that comes only to those who step into the arena and refuse to look away. Some call it a burden. Others call it paranoia. I call it what it is: a gift from the Holy Spirit.
On the battlefield—or in the political arena that Minnesota has become—the righteous warrior is given eyes that cut through the fog. You begin to see people not as they perform for the cameras or the donor lists, but as they actually are. The ones with good intentions. The ones who are simply misguided. And the ones whose intentions are deliberately dark.
It becomes almost effortless to separate the righteous supporters who stand in the gap because they still believe Minnesota can be free, the fake supporters who smile while they calculate their next advantage, and the puppet masters who never step onto the stage themselves but pull every string from the shadows.
This is not cynicism. It is discernment. And for those of us who have spent years watching the criminal networks loot this state—through daycare fraud, election theft, COVID grift, nonprofit rackets, and the quiet capture of institutions—it is a necessary mercy.
I choose to receive it as a blessing.
It strengthens the will to fight for the people who still hold tight to what is right and just. The farmers who work the land instead of extracting from it. The parents who refuse to surrender their children to ideological capture. The veterans who still believe the Constitution means something. The quiet citizens who simply want honest government and the freedom to raise their families without being fleeced by a political syndicate.
That same clarity also demands something harder: grace and mercy toward the innocent and the merely misguided. Scripture does not give us the luxury of writing everyone off. Jesus Himself moved among the broken and the deceived with both truth and compassion. We are called to the same. “Be wise as serpents and innocent as doves” (Matthew 10:16). Discernment without mercy becomes cruelty. Mercy without discernment becomes suicide.
But there is a third movement, and it is not soft.
Clear eyes and a clean heart also equip the warrior to cast out the wicked, to rebuke the deliberately ill-intended, and—if it is the Father’s will—to become His righteous hammer. The networks that have treated Minnesota as a personal ATM for decades do not respond to polite letters or bipartisan photo opportunities. They respond to exposure, pressure, and the refusal to look away. There is a time for every purpose under heaven, and there is a time when the shepherd must drive the wolves out of the fold.
This is the tension every serious fighter in this fight must hold: mercy for the deceived, zero tolerance for the deceivers. Grace for the confused, iron for the corrupt. The Holy Spirit does not give discernment so we can feel superior. He gives it so we can see clearly enough to protect the flock and confront the thieves.
Minnesota does not need more polished politicians who cannot tell the difference between a genuine ally and a smiling operator. It needs men and women who have been in the arena long enough to recognize the difference—and who still have the courage to act on what they see.
The gift is real. The responsibility that comes with it is heavier than most will ever know. But for those who have been given eyes to see, there is only one faithful response:
Fight for the righteous.
Protect the innocent.
Rebuke the wicked.
And leave the rest to the Judge who sees every hidden thing.
That is the work. That is the call. And by God’s grace, that is the fight we will finish.