This dream was not so troubling because I was on the phone with the Reverend Sharpton, but more so because it was a symptom of my cynical heart. Facing the truth of this confession, I realize that 2014, more than any year among my many, hardened my heart against hope that our Republic can be healed. Consider 2014: missing emails at the IRS, corruption at the Veterans Administration, under-the-table deals with Iran, throwing water balloons at ISIS, unsecured borders. More chest pains...I gotta stop.
When I was a young boy, my Dad sent me to my room without dinner for calling a policeman a “cop.” He said it was a disrespectful slur against a most honorable profession and a representation of my unacceptable attitude toward authority. I have never used that term since. Fox News calls them “cops”...without apology.
When I was a young boy, my Dad taught me that the President of the United States was the most honest man in the world and that I could place my complete trust in his willingness and ability to do what is best for the country. There have been so many “red lines” crossed. I'm confused.
Can I really keep my doctor? Is congressionally mandated affordable health care really affordable?..or is it just another form of taxation without adequate representation? I say “adequate” because I don't feel adequately represented by senators and congressmen who have clearly demonstrated their appetite for a fight, rather than their ability to govern. If kick-boxing was a prerequisite for public office, the Tea Party would be in control.
Our Founding Fathers provided for governance through compromise. Don't take my word for it. Read the Federalist Papers and the Constitution of the United States. But in this extreme environment of division, a polarized electorate and leadership driven by the polls, compromise is nearly impossible. Witness a feckless Congress.
Be still my cynical heart.
This year as in so many previously odd-numbered years, I have great hope that the new Congress, stinging from the failures of the most recent Congress, will come together, put partisan politics aside, put on their statesman's hat, and govern. Just govern! I can accept the results of the things I don't agree with if accomplished by strong men and women who are just, honest public servants and who cleave passionately to the ideals of American exceptionalism.
That may be asking too much, particularly if American exceptionalism is the myth progressives say it is. So here is the source of my real hope: “...and the government will be upon His shoulders.” (Isaiah 9:6)
Barack Obama, Mitch McConnell, John Boehner, Nancy Pelosi, and Harry Reid may think they are in control...but they are not.
Originally published in Lake Anna Breeze, Issue #26