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I am a Wordpress rookie. As promised, come hell or high water, I finally got my “baby blog” going. For the time being, it is not interactive. No, it’s just a place for me to share my written words, and for others to take what they like, and leave the rest. At the start of this endeavor I am almost 66 years old. Allegedly “retired”, I never lack for inspiration in a world pulsing with options…and distractions. I’ve never understood the concept of boredom. While for some it is regarded as an unavoidable reality, I seem to teeter toward an intolerance of it. And, as a person who seeks compassion, I know that condescension besmirches my soul. We are all different, wired as we are by our respective predispositions, the environment we’re birthed into, as well as all future pit stops and destinations. This word ramble on the matter of boredom reminds me of journaling back in the seventies, e.g., when I took an Introduction to Philosophy course… Were I enrolled in said class today, all of the above pros would likely be entered into the journal. Now, as then, I would not necessarily reach any conclusions; but I’d do a spectacular job of contemplating…the contemplation!

Moral Majority Draft

I looked up, and there was Pat Robertson on the tube making reference to the president’s “mandate from heaven”.

Having attended a four-square-gospel-fundamentalist-evangelical type church for 20 years…I was not alarmed by the term being used. Similarly, I knew that an anointing was implied, that the old preacher practically had the Bible memorized, so his wisdom was serving as truth for a mass of believers.

But the individual in receipt of the mantle, the utterance of his name, now that is what landed like a dissonant thud in my psyche. Immediately, I envisioned Moral Majority folks in the Eighties, some with whom I shared fellowship, and I pondered those now enabling their chosen imperfect presidential vessel. Yes, the man allegedly sent by God to give them their mandated Christian government.

I have no doubt that there are believers who lay hands on this man occupying the White House, even if on occasion this is only in casual passing, perhaps a brush up against his body, a touching of hands. They no doubt pray in earnest for the blessed fruits of their Lord, all the while feeling certain that those political blessings are not tainted by the one who holds the mantle.

Meanwhile, I suspect, as time goes by and more truth is revealed, some of these faithful followers will find themselves feeling soiled. Perhaps even used.

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