Being the end of February the shortest of our twelve months, I wanted to share a few farewell thoughts to February. On February 15th, we celebrated Presidents Day about remembering the forty plus people who have served as president. President’s day originally began as a celebration of George Washington’s birthday on February 22nd. As time went by, another president came along with a February birthday, Abraham Lincoln born on February 12th. Thus, some states had TWO days of celebrating. And then in 1960’s, somebody had the bright idea of combing them in a generic Presidents Day. And thus, William Fillmore, James Buchanan, Chester Arthur, and all those presidents that you’ve probably forgotten got elevated to the Father of Our Country and the Great Emancipator. And a day dedicated to remembering two great presidents has become the day of mattress sales. Oh my.
So question: Do we really do a good job of remembering our presidents?
Let me share with you with what I experienced back in January.
Last year, as a nation, we had a very boisterous presidential election, and emotions ran high. And elections are like basketball tournaments – somebody is going to home disappointed, and that’s perfectly normal to feel that way. So back on January 20th, as the new president took the oath of office, I was bemused by the number of copy-and-pasted “thank you” posts to the outgoing president on my Facebook feed. Many of these posts referred to him as the greatest president in their lifetime or even history. Now I try to be a good umpire. I think that the previous president’s legacy can be divided to different categories: the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly, thank you Clint Eastwood. I didn’t think he was the AntiChrist, but I didn’t think he was the Messiah, either.
And then I had a spark of inspiration, and so on January 20th at 6 PM, I posted the following:
Thank you, Mr. President for all you accomplished in your 1st term despite tremendous difficulties. In the very beginning, the Democrat led states never even gave you a chance. “Not my president” was their attitude. They disrespected you, our beautiful American flag, our proud US Armed forces, and blue lives. The media unfairly attacked you for incompetence for the high number of deaths. Your wife was attacked over her gowns and spending. And in the end, you were cheated out of a 2nd term that you fairly and squarely won. We shall not forget you, Mr. President. And going forward, we shall, as you said in one your last speeches, “achieve and cherish a just and a lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations.” – Tim Womac
That post struck a nerve on Facebook. People were liking it and loving it and sharing it. I had likes from people who had NEVER liked anything that I posted. In 24 hours, it had 99 positive reactions and 5 shares. I regret that it also caused hurt and confusion among my friends. One friend, a talented musician, commented that he was so confused by this post based on my earlier posts concerning social justice. A real-estate friend texted me and wanted to know if I was tied up in a barn somewhere being held hostage. Another friend, a beautiful lady of color, unfriended me, because she thought I was being hypocritical. At work the next day, my coworkers asked if my account had been hacked.
So on January 21st at 6 o’clock, I posted a second post to clarify things:
1 score and 4 hours ago, I wrote a post conceived in mischief and dedicated to the proposition that Mr. President Lincoln was a great president. The Facebook world little noted nor long remembered Lincoln’s achievements and words. Therefore, we the living must rededicate to the great task remaining before us: to see that this nation, under God, have a new birth of freedom.
In this post, I had a selfie of me in front of my Abraham Lincoln poster. And just to make it super clear, I edited the first post to where it now read, “Thank you, Mr. President [Abraham Lincoln 😉] for all you accomplished in your 1st term despite tremendous difficulties.”
And this is where the fun really begin, some folks went back to my 1st post and unliked it when they realized that I had been speaking about Abraham Lincoln and not Donald Trump. My favorite catch was a prominent member of the Daughters of the Confederacy who honestly admitted that she had to go back and unlike my original post when she realized whom I was talking about. On the other hand, other folks started liking my post, and I ended up with 110 positive reactions. So Honest Abe and Trickster Tim came out ahead!
One friend commented, “Tricky, tricky, tricky!” One dear lady posted, “I was so confused and I hope others were as well – sometimes confusion causes us to dig deep and really think. Seriously, this may be the best thing to ever happen on Facebook!” And several people told me afterwards, they didn’t think that the quote “achieve and cherish a just and a lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations” sounded like our previous president, but neither they nor his supporters had bother to Google search it. If they had, they would have learned that it came from the last line of Lincoln’s Second Inaugural Address, one of the greatest speeches of all time, and a speech that more of a sermon than a speech.
So on a Wednesday, people read my post and thought it had to do with Black Lives Matter, COVID, President Trump, and the 2016 and 2020 presidential elections. And then on Thursday, they realized that it was about the Confederacy, the Civil War, President Lincoln, and the 1860 and 1864 elections.
Jesus told his disciples not to judge others. But social media is all about judging. We read a post and we respond to it, maybe add a comment, maybe respond to a comment, maybe argue with a random stranger. Question: Do we read what we want to read? Hear what we only want to hear?
Let me tell you a story from deep down in the heart of Texas.
Preacher man Nate called on County Mayor Dave at the City Hall.
“Mayor, I have an urgent request!”
“Come in preacher! Tell me what’s on your mind.”
“Here in our own county, Mayor, are two men. One is a rich cattle baron, owner of a thousand head of cattle. His neighbor is a poor man. Nearly a sharecropper. His most prized possession is his pet lamb. That pet lamb is like a child to him. Recently, the Cattle Baron had some visitors come in from England for a business dinner. Cattle Baron wanted to impress his visitors. Instead of serving steak, he wanted to serve them lamb chops. He ordered his cowhands to steal the poor man’s lamb. They killed it. Cooked it. And ate it. Mayor, what should be done with such a man?”
Dave the County Mayor became very angry. “He’s no better than a cattle thief. He ought to be hung like a cattle thief, thrown under the jail. And he will replace that lamb with a flock of lambs.”
Preacher Nate stares at the County Mayor and pointed his finger. “Dave, you are the man!”
Preacher Nate continues, “You had an affair with the wife of one of the county deputies while he was away on active military duty. She became pregnant. When he returned, you had the sheriff purposely place him in a deadly shoot out without any backup. He was killed in the line of duty. And then you stole his wife who was pregnant with your child!”
Ok. My story isn’t original. It’s a modern retelling about how the prophet Nathaniel confronted King David who had an affair with a soldier’s wife and then tried to cover it up with having the soldier killed in battle. You see, as long as the names were changed, King David could easily see the right and the wrong in the manner. He couldn’t see it as clearly when it was him. As the late Bishop G.E. Patterson said, “There’s something about when you think you’re judging someone else. When someone else does it, they’re evil! But when do it, we were just weak.”
And that’s what happened with my presidential Facebook post. When folks read it and thought it was referring the previous president, they either really loved it or hated it. But when they realized that I was referring to Honest Abe, a number of them had to go back and change their response. Interesting, isn’t it?
Now for me, it really makes no difference who is in the White House. As a Christian, I believe that I am supposed to pray for them and respect them. And as a Christian voter, I also have the duty to be like a good basketball referee and “call it both ways.”
I am thankful for the service of Presidents George Washington and Abraham Lincoln. One created the country with a birth of freedom, and the other preserved the country with a new birth of freedom. But guess what? They didn’t do it by themselves. They had to have lots of help from their fellow citizens.
I wish President Biden all the best. I wish him and my fellow citizens, four years of peace and prosperity. And for President Trump, I hope he goes back into the private sector and finds great success in the business world. In his famous “On the Use of Money” sermon, John Wesley preached to “gain all you can, save all you can, and give all you can.” I sincerely hope that President Trump makes a couple billion, saves a couple billion, and gives a couple billion. He can support St. Jude’s in Memphis, buy a rainforest in South America, dig wells in Africa, or a thousand other services to mankind. In doing so, he would be walking in the footsteps of Herbert Hoover who was tasked by President Truman to help feed a war-torn Europe. He would be walking in the footsteps of Jimmy Carter, who went from the White House to Habitat for Humanity. He would be walking in the footsteps of George H.W. Bush who joined his former rival Bill Clinton in raising money after the Asian Tsunami and Hurricane Katrina.
Afterall, whether you are a president or a preacher, a plumber or a prophet, we all need to get busy and do God’s will to love our neighbors, not just on President’s Day, but every day.