It has been a minute since I wrote an article. There has been so much going on in my life that I haven’t had the time to sit still enough to gather my thoughts. Admittedly, I have steered clear of writing anything political. I have shared articles that offer varying opinions concerning the most recent presidential election. Nonetheless, I have not written my own commentary on the subject. Why? I’m glad you asked. In my mind, I’m confident of two realities.
- God establishes all authority (Romans 13:1)
- The king’s heart is a stream of water in the hand of the Lord; He turns it wherever He will. (Proverbs 21:1)
So, even though in my opinion both Clinton and Trump left much to be desired (Trump the most), I didn’t panic like several others when Trump was declared our next president. God allowed it. God has the ability to turn Trump’s heart wherever He will. No, Mr. Trump has not bitten his tongue concerning the various types of people he dislikes. I don’t care one way or the other with him. What I do care about are the individuals who voted for him who previously claimed to care about me and the community from which I come. My questions have been – How could you vote for the man who was endorsed by the KKK? How could you hear everything he has negatively spoken about so many people and still reward him with your vote? How could you see the rise in Trump encouraged blatant racism and still vote for him? I will not go into the varying thought processes that have been presented to me concerning making such a decision. I have chosen to believe that most of my Christian friends who voted for Mr. Trump don’t personally have a racist bone in their bodies. Notice I said, “I have chosen to believe…” The truth of the matter though is that there is always the possibility that some of them do. There is the possibility that secretly, they strongly dislike most people of color for no other reason than the color of their skin. There is the possibility that they really bought into the concept of making America great again! These possibilities have taught me some needed lessons and caused me to conclude a few things, not just about the election, but about life in general:
Admitted Enemies are NOT My Biggest Threat
If you tell me that you hate my guts, I know how to deal with you. You’re not that big of a threat because I can simply keep my distance.
Watch out for Frenemies
Frenemies are a threat because they present themselves as your friends when they only care about you when doing so doesn’t pose an immediate threat to their desired quality of life. A frenemy will smile in your face and dog you out behind your back. A frenemy will sell you out. Ask Jesus! Judas was His frenemy.
Again, this article was not really about the election as much as it was about the lessons I learned as I watched my inner circles navigate through it. Listen, don’t be afraid to make friends. Don’t be afraid to love. However, be sure that you do so soberly understanding that everyone who claims to have your best interest at heart is not being completely honest.
Romel Gibson is a youth and college pastor, mentor, community leader, motivational speaker, musician, and songwriter living in Tuscaloosa, Alabama. He serves as a full- time Campus Life Director with Youth for Christ, one of the largest non-profit youth evangelism ministries in the world. As a songwriter, his most notable works include L. Spenser Smith and Testament (Greater, Surgery), Tonya Baker (Miracles), The Anointed Pace Sisters (Praise and Worship), Myron Butler (Changed), Marvin Sapp (Never), Ruben Studdard (Holding On To You Lord), and Johnny Gill (Black Box).Romel has been married for 12 years to his college best friend Quanedra. Together they have been blessed with three beautiful daughters; Allayna Pilar, Moriah Kelis, and Rylee Addison.