For many people of faith, the political convention season may remind you of lyrics of that classic Stealers Wheel song:
Well, I don't know why I came here tonight. I got a feeling that something ain't right. I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair and I'm wondering how I'll get down those stairs.
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right, here am I stuck in the middle with you. Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you and I'm wondering what it is I should do.
I was in the crowd a few weeks ago when Donald Trump sat down with a group of Evangelical leaders in New York City to explain why Christian voters should cast their ballots for him. Trump was Trump; he's never anything but himself.