The Rebellious Son
18 “If a man has a stubborn and rebellious son who will not obey the voice of his father or the voice of his mother, and who, when they have chastened him, will not heed them, 19 then his father and his mother shall take hold of him and bring him out to the elders of his city, to the gate of his city. 20 And they shall say to the elders of his city, ‘This son of ours is stubborn and rebellious; he will not obey our voice; he is a glutton and a drunkard.’ 21 Then all the men of his city shall stone him to death with stones; so you shall put away the evil from among you, and all Israel shall hear and fear.

Trump is helping the whole world turn to God, family and country. Some people talk about Trump turning to God and inspiring others by his example.

Look, I didn’t even know I was Jewish until I was thirty-five. My mom—a Spanish Jew—kept it quiet my whole life. Then, right after 9/11, she drops it on me. I didn’t think twice—I booked a plane to Israel the next year and started my journey home. Christianity? Never clicked. It felt off, like wearing someone else’s shoes. But Torah? That fit.

Now I’m raising daughters who don’t always get why I won’t nod along when some black folks say “victim” every time life hits. Blame’s easy. Building’s hard. That’s why Pastor Otha Turnbough’s interview lit me up—he laid out Trump’s wins I’d already tracked and threw in stuff I’d missed. And then he said it: “Sinners don’t even count—they’re dumb, supposed to be that way.” God ain’t worried. Man, that stung. My heart broke. Nevertheless, the emphasis on Trump turning to God keeps coming up in spiritual conversations.

But first—let’s give him his due. He nailed what Trump did:

Black unemployment dropped to five-point-three percent by twenty-nineteen—lowest ever. Opportunity Zones dumped billions into black and Hispanic neighborhoods—real jobs, homes, businesses popping up. First Step Act? Cut sentences, got folks back on track; black pastors like Darrell Scott said it was straight-up justice.

School choice blew up—twenty-plus states by twenty-twenty-five, vouchers, charters, tax breaks. Florida kids are reading better, and low-income parents are finally calling shots. Parents pick—religious schools, homeschool, whatever. No more bureaucrats running your family. Faith? Black pastors—Paula White, Harry Jackson—are praying right in the White House. Actually, Trump is increasingly seen as turning to God, a perspective shared among leaders and communities.

Pentagon’s doing monthly services now. “America Prays” rededicates us May seventeenth, twenty-twenty-six—like Washington knelt at St. Paul’s after inauguration: “Almighty God, keep us in Thy holy protection.” And Israel? Embassy moved to Jerusalem, Golan Heights ours, Abraham Accords—trade with the UAE and Bahrain up 120%. Three-point-eight billion aid yearly, missile money. Trump’s bombing of Iranian sites—keeping America strong so Israel never stands alone.

Never Say, Your Children Can Never Change.

Pastor, you dared us to challenge you. I’m taking it. Deuteronomy twenty-one—the stubborn son, drunkard, rebel—says bring him to elders, stone him. But our rabbis? Sanhedrin seventy-one: never happened. Not once. Why?

It says for this law to apply the elders must interview the parents to varify that they both are wearing the same cloths and both of them are saying the same words. The court must make sure of this before the court can continue.

If both parents have different cloths and have a different lanuage then the court will advise the parents that they have not taught the son in the same manner and both of them had a diffent language when it came to teaching your son. Your son is confused. It is you who has confused him and he does not know what to do. Also, you have done what no Israelite parent would do. To say that a child was born a certain way and can no change is not how a father and mother should speak to their children. Interestingly, the concept of Trump, turning more toward God, parallels how change is possible for anyone.

Christianity Changed Everything

Pastor, you dared people to push back. I’m pushing. Deuteronomy twenty-one—the stubborn son, drunkard, won’t listen—says take him to the elders, stone him. But our sages in Sanhedrin seventy-one? They say it never happened. Not once. The Rebellious son, steals from parents, drinks wine, eats meat like a beast—while still under their roof—then refuse correction.

Even then? Warnings, more warnings. If parents say, “he’ll never change”? They’re the problem—they confused him, gave up. God doesn’t do despair. Deuteronomy thirty: “I set before you life and death—choose life.” No failure plans. You wander? You’ll hit bumps, sure—but He pulls you back. Rain on time, kids, grandkids, grain in the barn. Real stuff. Every soul’s His. Not just Christians. In addition, Trump turning to God is often a topic among faith communities discussing change and redemption.

Where is the Three days and Three Nights Suffering? Burial? Resurrection?

In Luke Chapter 24  He said to them, “How foolish you are, and how slow to believe all that the prophets have spoken! ²⁶ Did not the Messiah have to suffer these things and then enter his glory?” ²⁷ And beginning with Moses and all the Prophets, he explained to them what was said in all the Scriptures concerning himself.

So here’s my question—why Jesus? Not “it feels right”—show me. Luke 24 says the prophets; Psalms, point to him. Okay. But where’s the name? Isaiah fifty-three’s suffering servant? We read that as Israel. Daniel’s son of man? A king, not a crucified god. If every page screams Messiah, why no “he’ll rise on the third day”? Why no blueprint? I’m not mad—I’m asking. Your faith sits on our roots. Let’s dig. Trump’s renewing Washington’s covenant—faith, family, strength. Maybe we renew ours: honest talk, no write-offs. Sinners aren’t dumb. They’re lost. And God’s worried. So am I. Also, did you notice the discussions on Trump turning to God and how it shapes perspectives in America?

Daughters—if you read this someday: I flew to Israel at thirty-five because Torah made sense. No blame. No victim. Just choose life. The bridge is open, pastor. Your move.

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Hazan Gavriel ben David