Tomorrow in Tulsa does not make me feel at ease. It reminds of the ending in John Grisham’s ‘A Time to Kill’ in the streets of Clanton, Mississippi.
I’ve made my feelings very clear on this blog in regards to Donald Trump.
I’m praying for Donald Trump tonight.
I’m praying that for one time in his miserable selfish existence he can find it in himself to display empathy and some grace for others in Tulsa tomorrow.
One time.
One time in his presidency he could take the high ground and be a leader instead of a punk.
Pray hard for Donald Trump tonight.