’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Donald Trump’s nine minute attack on Ben Carson is not really pathetic. It is not really outrageous. It is not really anything other than sad.
In his autobiography, Ben Carson recounts his days of reckless, angry youth and his outrageous temper. He tried to stab someone and missed the man’s stomach, instead hitting a belt buckle that saved both the man and Carson. Carson notes that he turned to Jesus Christ as his savior and through his walk with the Lord and ongoing sanctification, the angry sinner within has been tempered by the saving power of Jesus Christ.
In Donald Trump’s nine minutes, he scoffs at that. It is the scoffing of one who has never known the saving power of Christ. It is the scoffing of a man who does not believe it.
Trump’s theology is centered around Norman Vincent Peale and the power of positive thinking. Carson’s theology is centered around Christ’s redemptive act. Trump has said repeatedly he never had to ask God to forgive him, he could not relate to anyone in the Bible, etc.
The ultimate demonstration of Christ’s love presents us with the picture of two men on either side of Jesus, both being crucified. The one recognizes his Lord and asks to be with Him for eternity. The other mocks and scoffs and does not recognize his Lord.
Everyone on the planet relates to either of those men and the only people who do not recognize it are the ones who side with scoffer who, even in his mocking, is still damned.
We need to pray for Donald Trump.