There’s a famous joke about God and how he talks to us.
A deeply faithful Christian man is stuck on the roof of his home with massive flooding up to the second floor. The first rowboat comes. The man says, “No, I’m waiting for God. I prayed and I know he’s coming.” The second rowboat comes in. “No, I’m waiting for God.” The third rowboat comes in. “No, I’m waiting for God.”
The water rises and the man drowns. Now he’s meeting God in heaven. The religious man says, “Where were you, God? I prayed. I was faithful. I asked you to save me. Why would you abandon me?”
God says, “Hey, I sent you three rowboats.”
Did you ever consider Trump is our rowboat?
Maybe God is trying to tell us something important, that now is the time to re-elect the natural born killer, the ruthless fighter, the warrior that is Donald J Trump. Because right about now we need another miracle, or America is finished. The rules of gentlemen don’t apply here. Joe Biden would lead us to slaughter.
Do you want another Mitt Romney, Bob Dole, John McCain, Gerald Ford, or Paul Ryan? Did any of them win? Did they lead the GOP to “the promised land?” Did they change the direction of America? No, because if you don’t win, you have no say.
Maybe God is knocking on your door loudly, but you’re not listening. Maybe God understands America needs that “war leader” at this moment in time. Maybe God understands if we don’t win this election, America is dead. Literally, it’s over. The greatest nation in world history will be gone. Finished. Kaput. Adios. Hello, socialism. Hello, abortion on demand. Hello, illegal immigration.
Maybe what we need for four more years is the same rough and tumble New Yorker who is combative, aggressive, outrageous, on offense at all times, and maybe just a tad arrogant too.
Maybe, just maybe, being a gentlemanly Christian would not beat Biden and his best friends in the media who will unleash the dogs of hell upon our President.
I guess you think God is only nice and gentlemanly. Really? Then you’ve missed the whole point of the Bible. When necessary, God is pretty tough. When necessary, God strikes with pain, death, and destruction. When necessary, God inflicts vengeance.
Maybe you think God couldn’t possibly be associated with someone like Trump. Trump is too vicious, rude, and crude.
When we won WWII, was God “nice?” Were we gentlemanly when defeating Hitler? Were we gentlemanly when firebombing Germany? Were we gentlemanly when dropping atomic bombs on Japan? Is God ever “nice” on the battlefield? Or does he send us vicious SOB’s like General George S. Patton so the good guys can defeat evil?
It’s pretty clear to me God sends unique people to be “war leaders.” That’s a different role than a pastor or church leader, God understands that.
Maybe it’s time to redefine “nice.” The Democrats would rather elect Biden than allow a Trump victory that would make them look weak, feckless, and incompetent.
“Even the youths shall faint and be weary, And the young men shall utterly fall. But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles. They shall run and not be weary, They shall walk and not faint.” (Isiah 40:30-31)
God is about miracles. We don’t need a “nice guy” or a “gentleman”. It’s the 4th quarter and we’re losing 14-0. We need another miracle. So let me repeat my message to Christians: “YOU’RE MISSING THE BOAT.”
I believe Trump is STILL our miracle. I believe Trump is STILL our rowboat. Except he’s more like a battleship!
No one is saying Trump is perfect. No one is saying Trump is a perfect conservative. But he is a patriot. He is a warrior. He is a capitalist. He gets things done. He’s the most pr-life President in history. He is the right man, at the right time. Yes, he’s a bit rude and crude and offensive. But that may make him the perfect warrior to save America, American exceptionalism, capitalism, the Constitution, and Judeo-Christian values.
The choice should be easy for Christians.
It’s Trump… or it’s the end of the American as we know it. Literally.
Submitted by MM, Lubbock, TX. Author unknown.