The Raft, The Waterfall and the Missing Halo

One of the first things any Catholic learns as a child is that Saints have halos.

For my atheist friends, a halo is a brightly colored ring that hovers just a few inches above the holiest of our Church members, almost always in paintings and other art work.

At one point in Scripture, the halo, or glow around Jesus actually does happen.

It’s not a myth.

We call it The Transfiguration–Mark 9:3

And his raiment became shining, exceeding white as snow; so as no fuller on earth can whiten them.

The polls on the President’s approval rating seem to indicate he’s lost his halo politically.

I’m not comparing Jesus to Judas Iscariot, but the Bible teaches that Christ even gave the son of perdition the right to perform miracles, just as he did the other 11.

The President started his time in office with a promise of hope and change.

The only change now is what’s left in jars on our night stands and the only hope is on election day.

Whatever plan the Democrats had to attack their inevitable Republican opponent in November, for flip-flopping, has lost credibility after the President’s speech this week.

In one of the most bizarre moves by any U.S. President, Barrack traveled to Oklahoma to try and take credit for what amounts to just a few feet of the Keystone XL Pipeline-comparativley speaking.

Everyone knows that portion of the pipeline, which is to connect two border States, had already been approved by legal permitting and required no presidential intervention at all.

A week earlier he was lobbying Democrat Senators to vote against the Pipeline.

Did he finally see the waterfall? 

More on that in a minute.

I can’t even think of a historical analogy because it’s so 180 degrees opposite his position.

No normal politician would ever be so blatantly phony.

It’s almost like a hypothetical tyrant coming to your home town, making a speech that says  you now have permission to vote for your own elected officials and then trying to take credit for liberating your community, when just a week earlier he shot and killed half the city’s voters.

Even the most gullible of liberal disciples will see through this.

What’s happening hear folks is what we’ve all seen in the cartoons time and again.

The little raft he’s riding, our weak economy, is getting closer and closer to a giant deadly waterfall and there’s not much chance of stopping the inevitable.

Speech after speech, Obama’s trying to trick the American people into believing his opponents should be on that raft, not him.

Yesterday he even claimed that the Solyndra boondoggle was not his program “per se.”

Oy vay!

Mr. President, only a miracle can help you now.

You need a divine connection to try and get your halo back.

I suggest calling the Bishops and asking them to pray for you.

Good luck with that.

Those shiny round discs they’re about to chuck at you, like a frisbee, just might be blades from a table saw.