I LOVE it when religious leaders get furious over social injustices.
Watching them refuse to turn the other cheek when the powerful attempt to hijack their religion to crush the very people Christ would have stood up for, restores a small part of my own faith in the Church.
So how lovely was the rage from American clergy at their president ordering tear gas to be fired on peaceful protesters outside the White House so he could hold the Bible in front of a church to con his evangelical power base into believing that he and God are sorting out an existential threat to White America?
Washington’s Episcopal Bishop Mariann Budde said: “The president just used the most sacred text as a backdrop for a message antithetical to the teachings of Jesus.”
Rabbi Jack Moline called it “one of the most flagrant misuses of religion that I have ever seen”. And Jesuit priest James Martin remarked: “This is revolting. Religion is not a political tool. God is not your plaything.”
They were devastating judgements which came from a knowing place. They know this phoney is guilty of the most blasphemous of acts – dragging God into a divisive debate about the denial of basic human rights to black Americans.
And, to make matters worse, they know he doesn’t have a religious bone, or even bone-spur, in his body.
A brief resume of what we know about Trump suggests he doesn’t have a Ten Commandments wall plaque hanging in his bathroom, as it would remind him he’s a covetous and adulterous liar.
And that, with more than 18,000 verified false claims in his presidency, he’s taken bearing false witness to
new heights. Oh, and he worships a false god. The orange one in his mirror.
There is a classic clip of Trump being asked on TV in the run-up to the presidential election for his favourite Bible verse and, embarrassed, he blabs: “I wouldn’t want to get into it because that’s very personal.” When they ask if he’s an Old Testament or a New Testament guy you can almost hear his brain trying to work out what the difference is between the two before answering: “Erm, probably equal.”
Real Christians know there’s no reference in Leviticus to Africans living in sh**holes, that Matthew never spoke of the miracle of the wall building or Luke about the pussy-grabbing Good Samaritan.
They know that if a pregnant Mary had turned up on an ass with Joseph, looking for a room in Trump Tower, he’d have observed their Middle Eastern appearance and told them there was no room at the inn. Then rang the NYPD.
So why don’t Christians across the world, enraged at this cynical heretic dragging their God into a toxic civil war, start a campaign called Not In His Name?
Instead of showing Trump the knee, they could do what they do best, and show him both knees.
They could organise a mass kneeling and praying outside the White House and, as he orders the military to fire tear-gas on them, we could watch his Christian power base collapse before his eyes.
Finally casting the ungodly fraud out of power and into the wilderness.