At 100 days I am finally (!) developing some compassion for our beleaguered President. It has taken me a while. Trump has been caught off guard by the complexity of NAFTA, Healthcare, international relations… and now this week he has confessed the job is far more difficult than he thought it would be. I get it. That can happen to Presbyterian pastors too.
Millions of us knew he was not prepared to be President, and he has shown it in dozens of appalling and reckless ways. Our least equipped of Presidents is in way over his head. And it is seeing his flailing and failing in so many areas that has triggered in me, pretty late I suppose, some compassion in addition to my ongoing anger and judgment.
I don’t like Donald Trump at all. But something has begun to warm a little down deep inside. Continue reading
Repentance, prophet Joel, and Ta-Nehisi Coates’ “Between the World and Me”
Don, reluctant to speak regarding the experience of People of Color, but unable to remain silent about race.
These feel like hard days to be Christian, what with culture pushing against us and changing the rules. Church influence is on the decline everywhere, people are making laws about religious rights, and we really need to redefine ourselves.
But then I put my big boy pants on and realize hey! It’s actually pretty nice outside. Continue reading
So, that didn’t take very long did it? Within days, even hours of accomplishing some sort of peace with the Palestinians and Hamas the government of Israel declared another illegal land grab of territory that doesn’t belong to them;the largest such criminal (and recurring) action in 3 decades. The timing was telling and obvious; a chest thumpingly aggressive taunt. Continue reading