My parents were not wealthy nor were they poor; I suppose they were somewhere in between when I was growing up. They both grew up poor though…as pertaining to material things. They were both very patriotic, they loved our country, and they were as honest as the day is long. My father and all three of my brothers served in the military. They taught us to love our country, our home, and our God, and revere our flag as a symbol of our many freedoms. And they taught us to respect the President of these United States. I can’t help but wonder if they would still feel that way if they were alive today; I can’t help but wonder when we, as a nation, lost respect for our President as well as for the office itself. And I can’t help but wonder how we allowed ourselves to be caught between two such unworthy presidential candidates.
Are these things just a symptom of the times we’re living in with full media exposure, or does it speak to something more fundamentally wrong? We seem to be more divided as a people than I ever remember. We seem to be more selfish, more insensitive to those around us. Could it be…could it possibly be because we have taken God out of our homes, schools, workplace, and even government buildings? Could it be because most of us no longer have Christian values, seeing those values as ‘old fashioned’ or restrictive? The new mantra of ‘more is better’ at all cost, of fitting in with our enlightened times and discarding anything our parents held dear is like a sickness…a sickness that will ultimately lead to our demise as a nation.
The dismissal of the pledge of allegiance, the burning and trampling of our American flag, the derision of public prayer, the move to delete our National Anthem, the wanton killing of innocent people, the freedoms that we are losing every day, through bliss or ignorance, will soon be so great that we will no longer be able to say that we live in the land of the free and the home of the brave. But we will certainly live with the consequences we are now creating, however unknowingly.
I don’t fear for myself but I do fear for my grandchildren and great grandchildren. I do fear the new world that seems to be materializing right in front of us. I hope the rising generations will be strong enough to stand fast and make order and sense out of the chaos now surrounding us. Where there is a will there is a way, and with God’s help and blessing it can be done. Hope springs eternal in the human breast and each new day brings renewed hope…for our country, and for ourselves.