9 Jan

I am really in the mood to write. But my thoughts are so scattered right now that I am only hoping that it doesn’t end up coming across as some type of scattered type that is disjointed and rambling. Much of what I am about to write, I have either said or written before but my experiences today make me think they bear repetition.

I have always been a patriot. I love my country. I consider it a privilege to be born in the United States. Whenever the National Anthem is played, my back goes ramrod straight as my hand goes over my heart. I get angry when people talk while the music is played.

We are a nation full of opportunity.  Anyone can become anything if they pursue their dreams and set their mind to it. You can be a community organizer or own a baseball team and rise to the level of President of the United States. Because of that type of opportunity that is extended to all of its residents, I love my country.

We are a nation founded by people who understood about the importance of a strong work ethic.  They understood the importance of faith and family. They built a nation around those values and that has stood the test of time.  We have such a rich heritage and for that reason, I love my country.

But in the midst of all the love I feel for this great land of ours, I also weep for it.

We don’t hold to the same values on which we were originally founded. In those days, we recognized some things as wrong and some things as right and there was no gray area. Now we call ourselves “enlightened” and we know better. The truth is that those principles of the past were what one would call “bedrock” principles. They were a necessary foundation for survival. When we remove those foundations, we start to crater.

And it makes me cry. It hurts me to the core that we cannot even have a civil discussion on those principles. Hate and vitriole spill out from both sides. We can’t get it together.

And we are falling apart.

And I weep for my country.

But don’t misunderstand. I also hope for my country.

There are people out there committed to the awesome power of prayer. They understand the scripture where Jesus promises to be present “where two or more are gathered.” They lift up our President regardless of party. They pray for our families, our homes, our schools. They gather in a breakroom shortly before break. They meet around their school flagpole in September. They gather in church auditoriums every Wednesday night. And most importantly, they sit by themselves in a quiet place, Bible open, making petitions to God.

And it is these people that give me hope. These praying Christians. These ones who do not profess to be perfect. These ones who are of broken, contrite spirits. These individuals who want nothing more than God’s will in their own lives and in the lives of all those with whom they come in contact.

They are the reason I hope for my country.

Yesterday, I thought I was doing the right thing. I issued a video. I put out on Facebook that I was searching. It was a true search. It was not something that I made up. It was asking how to reach a changing culture and not compromise or water down the word of God in the process. I was wanting a plan of action. An idea of what others in the ministry and even in the pew will do when society and all of its depravity invades our auditorium more than it is now.

But I missed something yesterday. I was overcomplicating matters. I was looking for a hard answer to an easy question. The answer is simple and I wasted an entire day before I arrived at the conclusion.

The answer is prayer.

Debate won’t do any good. We have seen that. Preaching fire and brimstone only serves to draw the lines even further apart. A simple desire to follow Jesus with all we have and to hit our knees in prayer for the Holy Spirit to guide our nation is the only answer.

Agendas do not need to be formed. Plans of action do not have to be put in place.

The only plan is found in 2 Chronicles 7:14

“If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.”

Lesson learned.

Actually, lesson re-learned.


One Response to “RESET”

  1. January 9, 2014 at 4:09 pm #


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