I sit here puzzling the words of Eric Metaxas in his new book, “If You Can Keep It.” It is a marvelous book that re-energizes my dormant patriotic nature, and makes my eyes leak with the love of this country. Such love brought me back to God, and such love brings me to here and now.
Our nation is at a crossroads. These roads were not made by those before us, but made by us, ourselves. We made the road to minimize God. We made the road to lionize sinful activities. We made the road of abortion, destruction of the family, prayer taken out of public schools, and we have made the road that erases our own history. We have found it fashionable to cut our own umbilical, that blood-tie that keeps us on track and sane as a nation. We have decided to submit to societal amnesia and therefore, we built the road of political correctness from a lonely footpath to the major interstate highway it is today.
We stand at this intersection, amazed by it’s grandeur. Many roads, crossing at one place, with height of concrete, and lights that turn night into day. We as man revel in our own magnificence. Why do we need a God, when we can build anything, go anywhere, solve any problem, and allow any person the desires of their heart, as long as those desires are not to worship the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.
Eric Metaxas reminds me of the timeless words George Winthrop, that were echoed by John F. Kennedy and Ronald Reagan. Speaking of this nation, this society as a city on a hill. Bringing forth the imagery that originated with Jesus, talking about God’s light, and that light shining through his people, cannot be hidden, but will be broadcast to all men, from that shining city on a hill. We may currently live in that shining city, but we have put on our curtains, our blinders, our safe areas, so we can live in sin and debauchery and call it good, call it progress, call it right. We then call the Christian bible evil and outdated. It needs to be rewritten to reflect the times.
Or do we take a step back from that massive intersection and choose the path less travelled, the path mentioned by Jesus, the narrow path, the winding path, the path that ends with the living waters. The path that ends with our heart solidly given to Christ. The day is here. The time is now. Do we act upon the times and get what we need, or will we act in coordination and cooperation with others to see that shining city on the hill celebrated, re-annointed, and brighter than ever.
Alliteration and allegory can only go so far. This is not the nation we grew up in, even if this is the first election you are eligible to vote in. This nation has changed under our watch, and it’s up to us to change it back. Not to the America of the 1950’s, with racism, the cold war, and the first itch of consumerism. No, how about to the America where people could have a civil debate, the America where politicians served the people, not themselves. How about the America where the people really did have the reigns, and the politicians and government truly did rule at the pleasure of simple, unobstructed, legal votes. The way back is not easy, nor will it be swift. But to start any journey, we must take the first step, and give our hearts to Christ, work to protect the family, and operate within our community to the highest of God’s standards. Showing the world what Christian men and women are at their core. We came from teaming masses, yearning to breathe free, to a nation that strives for each man or woman to be judged not by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.
Isn’t it time character wins?