For those who might not recall, I want to declare that I — and many others — have been saying for years that Donald Trump’s appeal among Christians was built on a mountain of lies.
He appealed to evangelicals among his MAGA cabal by supporting them in their spiritual journey. It all broke down the moment he was forced to speak specifically about a passage from Scripture he found particularly moving or profound.
He failed. Every single time. There was that hilarious statement prior to the 2016 election in which Trump referred to “Two Timothy,” which is a description no one uses when referencing the New Testament book. Then he held the Bible upside down in front of a church marquee.
He once declared he never has sought forgiveness from God.
Now comes the latest barrage of bizarre non-starters. He chided Pope Leo IXV for being “soft on crime” because the pontiff opposes the Iran war. He said he’s “not a fan” of the pope, in a statement that sort of equates the vicar of God to the world’s Catholic population to a secular political pundit.
After a series of blog posts I published, a member of my family came down hard on me for criticizing Trump’s admission that he has groped women in their private areas. That’s quite un-Christian of him, I said. My critic said that Christianity endorses second chances, that Trump merely deserves the chance to make good on his sordid past.
The deal breaker, though, might be the post of Trump portraying himself as Jesus Christ. He is cast in holy glow, wearing a Christ-like robe while tending to someone lying down. “Yes, I posted it,” Trump said, but added that he was portraying himself as a doctor. Wow! Did you see any sign of scrubs, or a stethoscope? Neither did I.
Trump’s flirtation with religion has been so plainly over-cooked that it boggles my mind that anyone can take anything this idiot says seriously.
And, yes … there is a glimmer of good news in all of this. Many of the MAGA faithful are finally seeing through the charlatan.