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Our founding fathers had it right. They had seen what happens when religion infects the halls of power, so they created a constitutional vaccine to prevent any variant of religious microbe from penetrating the fragile membranes of government. And for the most part, it was successful. The separation of church and state was preserved.
What has not been preserved is the infestation traveling in the opposite direction — the separation of state and church. We managed to keep Jesus out of empire, but we couldn’t keep empire out of Jesus. We kept religion out of government, but we rolled out the political welcome mat on the threshold of our churches.
It started innocently. A flag next to the soprano section in the choir loft. “The Battle Hymn of the Republic” sung in glorious four-part harmony. A Pledge of Allegiance wafting over the communion table. Voting guides as supplements to scripture. Even Bibles with a constitutional concordance. Then Noah’s elephant and donkey stepped from the ark espousing party platforms, flooding sermons with red and blue directives.
And now? The virus of syncretism has fully invaded the bloodstream of our churches, leaving us with a full-blown pandemic. It’s a holy influenza. A streptococcal gospel.
Some call it Christian nationalism, but it feels more like national Christianism.
We took Jesus’ robe and dressed him in a congressional blue suit and an oval-office red tie. We slashed his Sermon on the Mount and put voter-friendly bullet-points on a teleprompter. We traded his revolutionary ideas of love, mercy and kindness and replaced them with pride, self-indulgence and power. And the “other,” the “least of these”? Well, they became an inconvenience to our comfort.