Saturday, February 28, 2009
AN UNUSUAL UPDATE!!
Forty Days and Forty Nights
We have now wandered in this wilderness for “forty days and forty nights” and prayed earnestly for a peaceful solution. I am certain that God has heard our prayers but it has become increasingly apparent that our legislators and president have not.
The “tea party” has become a common sight in cities across America. The citizens have seized this symbolic icon of resistance to “taxation, without representation” and shown their colors in grand numbers. The best homemade protest sign seen so far is a child carrying: “No Daddy, I can’t loan you a trillion $’s.” Overriding the clever signs is a sense of purpose akin to the intent of those patriots who confronted their British masters in Massachusetts in April of 1775.
I have studied and narrated that story in many circumstances in my life and cherish the opportunity. When the British regulars, with all their spit and polish, pipes and drums with flags flying, neared the green at Lexington, they saw a rag tag assembly of militia drawn up there to resist their advance to Concord. Among the militia was an age variance of about 55 years. They had little in common dress as traditional armies do. Their armaments varied. Their state of mind was influenced by staying up all night plotting their best course for resistance.
As the two sides, apparently at a stand off, waited, one of their number decided to light the flame of liberty and fired the first shot. Although unable to certainly confirm it, I have long suspected that it was the oldest of their number, an impatient man in his seventies. I can easily relate to his frame of mind since we are of like age. Whoever did it; the game was on! That moment and the subsequent defeat of the British at the bridge at Concord marked not only the defeat of the oppressors but placed the founding brick for the building of the greatest country this world has ever seen. Had not that tiny group resisted and delayed the advance, the greater force would not have had the time to assemble at the bridge for a successful defense.
In that tradition, I urge you to join in your local “tea party” and make your personal feelings known. Without you, it is for naught. Without you and millions of your state of mind, this country will perish.
In His abiding love,
Posted by One of the Moons at 8:47 AM