Trump’s Jesus

I am learning now that I must have misunderstood my Christian faith. I am hearing good Christians screaming to build a wall. I am hearing good Christians fear for their safety, so we must keep “them” out. They worry for themselves and their own children. They worry for their possessions and money, their country, their food, their “stuff.”
I am not saying I don’t worry, I am not saying I don’t make a million mistakes every single day. But I always thought we were to “love others as ourselves.” I always thought none of this “stuff” was really ours anyway. I always thought Christ did not care where you were born, that we all held the same value. I thought Christ told us that taking up the cross and following Him would not be easy, it would not be safe….it would be terrifying and hard, it would mean sacrifice and pain, it would be life changing and soul saving.
But I was wrong……it means judgment and fear, it means being more offended by the word fuck than people dying at our boarders. It means calling out everyone else’s sins but our own. It means loving the people who are just like me. It means not wanting to be made uncomfortable, it means not giving until it hurts. It means not meeting the woman at the well, it means not washing the sinners feet, it means throwing stones at the prostitute. It means believing that MY life and MY children, are more holy, more worthy, more valuable than yours. It means twisting the Bible to fit whenever things change enough to make me feel distressed. It means being in a certain political party, it means not wanting THOSE people to end up in heaven with me.
I am dismayed at how wrong I was to believe that all we were meant to do was love one another.
Call out my sins, I am fine with it, I own them…all of them. I am not perfect, I will never even be close to perfect, but I am able to be honest.
Who am I to say if someone else is a Christian or not? All I know is the Christ that I believed in would never, without a doubt be OK with what is happening in our country. If there are good Christians who truly believe that this is what Christ would do than I must reevaluate my own faith. If good Christians believe the Bible supports this or Christ would do this, than I have been so very wrong with who I thought Jesus was.
This past year and a half has torn god from the sky for me. I could never align with a faith that sees anyone else as less than. I could never believe in a god who’s followers are ok with children and people suffering because they were born in a different country.
I feel like I was lied to as a child when we sang this song. So I rewrote it…..if nothing else at least I can be honest.

Trump’s Jesus
Jesus loves me – this I know,
For my skin is white as snow,
Little ones to him belong,
Only if their white and strong.
Yes Jesus loves me,
Yes Jesus loves me,
Yes Jesus loves me,
The Nazis tell me so.
Jesus loves me – he who died,
Shining symbol for white pride,
He will wash away my sin,
Unless I let the migrants in,
Yes Jesus loves me,
Yes Jesus loves me,
Yes Jesus loves me,
The racists tell me so.
Jesus loves me – loves me still,
Not like illegals, weak and ill,
From his shinning throne on high,
We will watch them ache and die,
Yes Jesus loves me,
Yes Jesus loves me,
Yes Jesus loves me,
For Putin tells me so.
Jesus loves me – he will say,
As long as I’m not black or gay,
Stealing children in His name,
Never taking any blame,
Yes Jesus loves me,
Yes Jesus loves me,
Yes Jesus loves me,
The bigots tell me so.

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