Hillary’s God of Empowerment
Hillary’s pandering to people of faith is insufferable. I lived an hour or so from the Selma church where she donned her Southern accent (Nicholas Cage’s accent in ConAir is bad, but she made him sound like William damn Faulkner) for a black gospel crowd. Few political/campaign maneuvers have ever make me so nauseous.
This weekend, she kept up appearances at a Methodist church in Iowa.
(Hillary!) participated in the unison prayer: “God of empowerment, help us to give all of our children the anchor of faith, the rudder of hope, the sails of health care and education, the paddles of family and community to keep them afloat when lifes sea gets rough. Amen.”
I’ve been a “United Methodist” all my life. Most of our unison prayers — though we called them Responsive Readings — were old school: John Wesley, Augustine, etc.
With the boat metaphor strapped to a taffy-puller, the highly un-Biblical reference to health care, that thing sounds like it was written to brown-nose the hot counselor at church camp.
Ace’s take on it is priceless.
“For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son that those who should believe in Him should be totally Empowered, like in those Nike ads, climbing walls and skydiving and pole-vaulting and shit. Jesus Empowers, baby.”