I’m thinking of Pastor Gus from our old church in L.A. this morning. Pastor Gus was a beloved associate pastor who ran a life-altering prophetic workshop, officiated at our wedding and even appeared in several of our plays. Who didn’t love Pastor Gus? Sadly, as he approached his twilight, he became increasingly prone to nasty outbursts. For example, suddenly biting off the heads of waiters for the most trivial of matters. So out of character. We eventually learned the outbursts stemmed from early stages of dementia.

I’m thinking of Pastor Gus this morning as I read Axios’ report of how the President of the United States is so prone to explosive, expletive-filled outbursts, that staffers are reluctant to meet with him one-on-one. Add the diatribes to Joe Biden’s constant mental gaffes, incomprehensibility and confusion, and one can’t help but “go there.”

This isn’t partisan. This isn’t mocking. When you are talking about a man with the power to unleash nuclear Armageddon, you are talking about the safety and security of our families. Indeed the families of nations. And we’re talking about an individual. A father. A grandfather. Uncle Joe. With heavy hearts, the American people have to have this conversation.