While I’m a spiritual and even religious (prayerful, devoted, contemplative) person, my way of understanding God’s presence doesn’t typically manifest as either denominational, compulsory, political, fated, or absolute.
My way of understanding God manifests as an essential knowing — gnostic mysticism if you will — that I’ve felt from my earliest age, say around three if not earlier.
But better than that it’s love — God’s loving and felt presence, and my delighting in the grace of God’s love in this lifetime, even when life is at times challenging. I could live no other way than standing in the flowering of faith because my relationship with God has always been self-evident to me, and vitally present.
As a Christian, I experience this as connectedness to the spiritual realm of God, Christ, and the Holy Ghost, and with them, the heavenly host to which we all have access — at least as far as I’ve seen.
I prayerfully and openly reach out to these and other divine figures in ways that seek to align with good, drawing on their divinely bestowed in-pouring forces. Receiving such, I glory in the grace of existence where, for me to be fully realized, is to let the highest and most noble divine forces flow through me.
Not that I’m not hugely flawed, I am. But that’s just being human. A work in progress.
I’m thankful that I’ve always felt this, and pray that I’ll always be this way. It makes me ponder spiritual matters, and consider the work of God in and beyond human affairs.
Meanwhile back home on Earth…
All this is by way of saying that, relative to this essay, while I ponder religious ideas, I don’t usually grasp on to a concept like that “God made Donald Trump president.” Such an idea likely wouldn’t occur to me. It’s not how my knowledge of, and faith in God, works.
Where I’ve heard this belief from other Christians, my tendency was to view it from afar rather than draw it in close and embrace it without question or exploration, particularly when all my faculties and senses recoil from Donald Trump’s ghastly and violently inhumane treatment of people, his manifestly blemished record of cheating and lying, his disparagement of our country and its systems, his defrauding of people dependent on what he owed them, his retrograde views and treatment of women, and his singular disinterest in growing and developing as a fully rounded person — among other reasons.
With all that on the table, when it comes to me, I’d want to have the kind of mystical experience I’ve had throughout life when God was downloading something or another into my soul field, that would suggest to me that Donald Trump was indeed a figure to back for whatever reason in spite of how he appears.
Am I in the Minority about God and Trump?
Other American Christians, especially conservative evangelicals, do however seem inclined to believe “God made Donald Trump president.” The idea now lives out there in US culture among a good number of Trump supporters.
It also lives in a more fervent way.
Some are so vested in this belief that they defend it, citing Biblical passages about God placing the authority figures and society being obedient to that.
Or they defend the idea that “God made Donald Trump president” on a sole perceived merit like the Republican Party’s opposition to legal abortion and Donald Trump’s defense of that, Trump’s other dishonorable words and behaviors notwithstanding.
But how did we get here, to this fawning evangelical support for Trump, with Jesus-flagging influencers like Jerry Fallwell Junior leading the pack of true believers?
Well, plenty of the pray-in-public GOP pols and their evil-genius strategists have long wedded social conservatism to political conservatism, even when the former is so clearly incongruent with the philosophy of smaller government and the enshrinement of religious liberty. Central to the playbook is an eager and cynical use of good Christians against themselves on anti-abortion, gaining enough votes to win elections but otherwise spitting on a larger view of the sanctity of “life” — little if not no support for life after birth, little or no support for life-essential health needs, and little or no support for care of our environment as essential to life. Cherrypicking poachers of the polity.
But the scoundrels and rogues aren’t the only players.
Given the nature of people and of belief it’s obvious that many ordinary conservative evangelical Americans are good folks, and that they truly believe in Donald Trump’s placement by God and also think of it as an unequivocal good thing. No doubt. Nothing more to see.
I suppose I could also believe it was true if I could feel that one thing — stopping abortion — was all God wanted from humanity, that I was confident that God wanted only a narrow view of “life” and for that view to play out in law in America. But that hasn’t been the God that I know, whose view on life and other mysteries has never been presented to me as narrow and agitated and one-size-fits-all.
But I still wanted to explore this notion with respect to see how it feels to me.
The Lord Works in Mysterious Ways
I mean, the Bible is filled with examples of all kinds of rulers and authority, some good others shady, and, whatever else may be going on, Donald Trump is actually the sitting, sworn to defend the Constitution, President of the United States, of which I am a citizen.
And there is that verse cited above, Romans 13. How should we interpret that?
Not that America is exactly ruled by a president. A president presides. And in a tri-part democratic and representative republic, we’re not subjects but actors.
We’re also not a theocracy.
So when I write of Christians and our religious perspective as it influences our political lives, I grant that that is simply due to the religious nature of some Americans and their varying perspectives, of which I’m in one group — Christian. Religious views come in to play from other religions in our religious plurality and Americans in general enjoy both freedom for, and freedom from, religion. There are limits where the citizenry meets as a whole.
But I still wondered, as a Christian, what I would come up with if I earnestly pondered whether “God made Donald Trump president?”
I wonder, if people really believe this, why? What’s this belief all about? Could it be true, and maybe not for the reasons they believe or use? What could be God’s purpose in placing Trump there, if indeed God did?
So I looked for evidence, both observed outwardly and perceived internally, from the still, small voice within.
Now, observation only yielded renewed disgust at this truly shameless and cruel and unspeakably ugly man.
But when I looked within, prayed, contemplated that Trump’s presidency could be divinely ordained, (something that would have to hold up for all presidents, not just Trump), the weird thing was that I experienced a radically different insight into why God would do such a thing than the reasons others cite..
It came to me in a flash of divinely-inspired insight to look to Trump’s ever-present calling card — his ULTIMATENESS. Trump’s the uber of the uber. The French would call him archie beau. No one is greater. No one has more — whether it’s money or the love of money, no one has more.
Whether it’s women and pussies and access, no one gets more from every store.
Whether it’s assets and success and achievements, no one has ever soared higher than Trump’s Towering figure and reach and #1ness and ratings chartbreakers and the biggest best ever forever!
He is singularly the MOST of EVERYTHING and his garden is the Garden of Earthly Delights.
He waves his supersized ultimateness around with a glittering hand and more piles upon more upon more on top of sugar mountain. And he tempts us to covet with its rich dripping ALLNESS the high life of every coin-encrusted niche. Nothing ungilded. Nothing not sparkling in diamonds and mirrors and skin and chrome and the spell of pomade and boasts and BIG.
For Trump, nothing rejected by his larger-than-life richness of money and self — the reviled outcasts — is welcomed and yet all who are in thrall to him are held to the whiplash king by a choking chain of genuflecting devotion, forever in check to his big whims, each one bigger than the last so that it too, the last, may be SUPERLATIVELY SUPERLATIVE IN THE EXTREME!
That’s winning, BIGLY!
You’re the tops, you’re the banana…da dum dum!
So, looking to all this BIGWIGNESS to guide me, it was simple enough to apprehend that if God made Trump president it was to put this ultimate MOST person on full view for us all unimpeded — the MOST BAS of bas relief — in order to illustrate to us without mistake, without exception, without confusion…
WHAT. NOT. TO. BE.
HOW. NOT. TO. BE.
If one were so inclined, it wouldn’t be difficult to see Trump as the triumph of the great powers of Satan, of evil, of the devil, to show himself and, as the deceiver, befuddle LIKE NO ONE has befuddled. To twist humane impulses and kindness and general national comity into a schizoid caricature of itself dripping with viral infectious ooze through every Tweet and call to FOX and Friends.
But would God use the devil this way?
The Lord does work in mysterious ways…
What God made clear to me was that if God made Trump president it would be to place Trump front and center in society, the TOP OF THE TOP, loud and over proud and forever cacophanying, to say to us,
“Look at this most vile creature, a corrupter of trust, a serial liar, a stiffer and bill-dodger and flim flam man and little sorry Richie Rich that NO ONE CAN BEAT. He’s the most unchecked, the freest from humanity, the MOST UNTROUBLED by morality, truth, and goodness and he gleefully scoffs at shepherding care and will wantonly and without the tiniest cringe of remorse confound the confab to the highest degree that anyone could — the Superlative Serpent with a forked forked tongue…THE MOST forked tongue. The Mother of all Forkers.”
With the placement of Trump in such a prominent and central position in our society God says to us in a way no other modern miracle could in our crowded times,
“Witness what the ULTIMATE love of money produces. Witness the man that merges into this RICH ILLUSION and dangles it before you to up his ULTIMATE claims to infallibility, to how he can murder on 5th Avenue without consequence. Witness to the full power of the deceiver.”
God would have reasons for an object lesson called Trump. It’s God’s Trump card.
Here at this cluttered turn of history, of postmodern relativism and late stage capitalism, where nothing rises as cream from the overload, here at the momentary centerpoint, unmistakable, unchanging, LARGER-THAN-LIFE stands Trump as the worst of the worst, the SUPERLATIVELY worst in people WRIT LARGE all crystallized in one man, the BIGGEST WORST man of our time.
The worst in us.
As Trump plays out his unironic BIGNESS he’s laughing at America, the BIGGEST laugh there ever was. And he’s laughing at God, though God laughs last.
Too many good Christians are helping Trump right along because they think God wants this for all the wrong reasons, for but a small view of life and not a blossoming and full view of life.
But not this Christian.
You Cannot Serve Two Masters
I see you Trump. I name your animating malevolence.
I see all Trump’s betrayals, all his magic tricks, all his evil impulses daily cast as shotgun graffitti across the people and his tempered inner cackle salivating over the imagined victory of his every diseased haul.
With every word, every action Trump broadcasts the INFINITE permutations of his evil-tending befuddlery. And I weep as the nation heaves every day in response, convincing many Christians, followers, and detractors, that his word as president should be treated in earnest as words worth engaging in.
Without fail he churns forth the MOSTWORST, inviting the MOSTWORST to live among us, to define us.
But over and above it all I hear God loud and clear that we should see Trump’s more important role as the Golden Calf and to catch ourselves in the dance around him.
God’s voice couldn’t resound more forcefully in placing Trump thusly so central, that for Christians, in every way save forgiveness, Trump and all that he stands for must be rejected as we would reject the Golden Calf itself.
Trump will only tempt more as a false god and he and any other person from the Golden Calf playbook will use their MOST BEST CLEVERNESS to be the best of the best in deceit, to drive the mostworst relentlessly, unrivaled in dominance over mindshare and thus soulshare as long as the terms are theirs to clatter and babel and whip.
Deny him! Confound them! Turn back their deceiving tide!
And God says,
“See this. Know this. You know that I am love. Would I want you to tolerate all the worst impulses in man in one man, even if he was there by my authority, if what he does shows his tremendous will to destroy the God of love and blight the flowering of human kindness and love and in its place deify Mammon and curry in lies and chaos and confusion?
“Oh, but with such a sight you have two paths before you: Believe in him if you will, but you cannot have two masters. Or believe me that I am showing him to you for reasons of my own — to reveal by its largest ever opposite example today what is really love, what is really important, what is really truth, and what is really mine.”
“And so hearing these words Trump will be destroyed by the power of insight given unto you, and the scales will fall off your eyes, and the unfolding of love and the recollection of goodness and the redemption of humanity will begin again to rise. And it was so.”
So saith the Lord.
— Lindsay Curren, Average American