As far back as the 2000 election of G.W. Bush (and really even before that), I heard people use the slogan “Not my president.” It made sense – to a large extent. The majority of Americans voted for Al Gore, but due to the rules put in place before hand, the popular vote was edged out by that of the “electoral college.” Thus, despite the previously agreed upon rules for elections, the sense of fairness and the will of the people were not observed.
Who knew how bad that could erode?
But using the slogan “Not my president,” was largely just a sentiment, possibly ceremonial in some venues. It didn’t have teeth.
But then it happened again in 2016.
Again, the slogan was trotted out, and again it was largely a matter of sentiment.
It wasn’t the previously agreed upon rules that gave us the next ring of hell we call the 2020 election. No. That was just Donald Trump. But that old familiar dread and disgust with election results resurfaced, only this time it switched parties. And no longer was this just a sore loser’s sentiment, but a sore loser’s rebellion.
“Not my president” suddenly grew teeth.
The last two years have not resolved this mess, but the divide has deepened, and sadly the American church (evangelicals particularly) are there pounding the wedge through our society for all we are worth. The fires of this hell have now taken hold of the Supreme Court and started churning out all manner of fresh sewage and division – in Jesus’s name!
I can only speak as a “resident alien” in this power-grab culture. I accepted G.W. as my president, and though I really didn’t like either option in the 2016 election, I prepared my soul to accept Hillary and then like so many whiplashed at the last moment and accepted Trump instead. I didn’t even particularly like Joe Biden, though I felt relieved to see milquetoast would be my president after the Trump years! But as a devoted disciple of Christ, I can tell you the “Jesus” you find driving wedges and grabbing at power in Hell Fest 2022 is not my Jesus!
If you feel the same as me, please leave me a comment. Type “Not my Jesus” in the comment box and tell the world.