Monday.....Why I Love America...Redux

The following blog was written April 15, 2009, nineteen months ago. As discouraging as the trend was in America then, it is even worse now. The TSA problem is not only the insanity of political correctness, it's not only a Constitutional problem, it's not only a harbinger of forced searches elsewhere as long as they say they are keeping us safe, it is not only hypocritical as this proclaimed determination to keep us safe has not shown up at our borders, our harbors, in the protocol our military is forced to use and a host of other areas but there is another problem of immense proportions seen here and in many other areas, that being the inability or refusal to apply common sense. The single most discouraging thing of all is the lack of discernment in a potentially fatal percentage of the American public that the history of their country was indeed special but they themselves, we, have yet to take the test to be included in that history. An all-nighter cram session is necessary and no questions on sports...Dancing With The Stars....or how to live fit and buff are not on the test.

April 15, 2009:
"America The Beautiful" expresses the wondrous bounty God had bestowed upon this country. "Spacious skies, amber waves of grain" and "purple mountain majesties" surely describe this land. I appreciate the beauty of the land and also the liberty that was built upon it, but I love this country for other reasons. When I talk about America, I'm talking about it from its beginning when small ships carried whole communities across the ocean. I love it for its diversity. We have problems but we have overcome bigger ones. We have new challenges that almost seem insurmountable but it's not the first time. We have been bonded together through a concept that demanded diversity of background but became unity as Americans. I love America because of the hope it has given the world and the stability. I can write my opinion and speak it. I can pass out books without fear of intimidation. I can oppose iniquity and protest tendencies that are too close to tyranny for comfort. I love it most because God has used it to spread the gospel to every corner of the world. Everywhere I go, in the workplace, in the recreation and shopping areas, vacation spots and at preserved historical landmarks, there are Christians. I can empathize with them, enjoy their fellowship, share my needs and pray for theirs. Our son will find them at college, my wife and I will work with them and many of our representatives will govern with Christ as their head. God has raised this nation and used it mightily, this is why I love it so. I write this blog because these things are in danger. The bond is disappearing. European immigration is occurring again but this time it is an immigration of philosophy. Illegal immigration, sponsored by politicians for political reasons, does a great disservice to the legal immigrants who continue to bolster and favor us as they become one with us. Our corporations are becoming more international than American. Our activist courts look to international law, for American law will not suffice the paradigm change they envision. Our media is failing its calling and most importantly the faithfulness of our churches to the gospel is at low ebb. Previous to revisionist history, we were taught that Americans were a special people who could do almost anything. The Frenchman Alexis de Tocqueville thought this people special enough to travel here just to observe. He wrote, "Not until I went into the churches of America and heard her pulpits aflame with righteousness did I understand the secret of her genius and power." Ignoring these problems and the historical tendency of many nations to collapse from within, is not love.