Dear President Trump. This Thanksgiving I fear I am failing in my task of loving you. In my heart I spend more time hating your behavior, your politics, your duplicitous morality. Oh, I couch it in terms of obeying Christ’s commandment to love you, my enemy. But deep within me is a sadness, and anger, even a fear of you. At the heart of my failure to love you is my belief that you do not practice the love and discipleship of Christ that you profess and preach. Simply put your actions do not match your words. To be honest, neither do mine all too much of the time. That is why we Christians live in covenant community, why we are part of the ‘church’. We expect our sisters and brothers to help us act out the faith we profess. It’s a messy, often painful process. So, in my weakness and imperfection I write to you with as much love as I can muster. I will be a faithful law abiding citizen. But, I expect you to be a faithful, law abiding president. Please feel free to let me know if I am failing. I will continue to critique you with as much love as God gives me. 112418.