Cry for America

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“The Spirit of ’76”–gone. But we still need it.

Sorry if this comes off as a rant, but sometimes I could just sit down and weep for my country… as by the waters of Babylon, Psalm 137.

The America that I grew up in is gone, covered over, drowned out by wicked nonsense. They stole our house and replaced it with a lean-to. When a governor (the unlamented Andrew Cuomo) says “America was never that great,” and a so-called president throws in “There’s nothing special about America,” it does seem we’re just about finished.

Look at our schools, if you can stand it, and universities. The dreck that comes pouring out of Disney Corp. Disney! The freaks and numbskulls who’ve been brought into our government. DAs who release violent criminals without bail. I can’t bear to make this list any longer: that would be the work of hours, and it would sicken my soul.

Pray for strength; we’ll need it. For courage, wisdom, endurance, and faith. Say prayers of repentance. Pray for God’s intervention.

Because I can’t see us getting much farther without it.