lay still with his eyes closed, working on remembering the past few days. There
was something wrong, something…his homeland was in danger again. The thought of
America in trouble, his beloved USA, sparked through him and rushed his comprehension
to the next step. Scenes from various times in his life washed over him, green
landscapes and rich Virginian history, tall trees and rugged beauty of
Washington, oceans and seals of California, and the beautiful varying browns of
his wonderful New Mexican home. With the scenic pictures came the memories of
people, so many people, all rushing across his mind in an instant; friends he
had grown old with, church families, coworkers, millions of faces glimpsed over
the years in airports, and subways, and through car windows. They were happy,
carefree faces, living in a land that let them be free and earn their living,
and grow their lives. And it was all jeopardized again. Not his America. Simeon
forced himself to draw a deep breath and put his mind to work on his situation.”
There is a certain hesitation, I think, in expressing something that we feel so
instinctively and deeply. And yet when love is there, when it flames in us
strongest is when we start to do something. That is the instinctive way we
respond with all things we love. A sharp sense of loyalty and love, of pride
and joy in something, makes us want to do something for it. In the case of our
salvation, Jesus’ blood covering us fully and heaven being made sure for us
despite ourselves, it inspires such glorious love and gratefulness, we go out
and tell others, and strive to live godly lives for the One who has saved us
for Himself. A delight in our wife or husband might show itself in a spontaneous
gift, or even something as simple as a sudden dance step to a favorite song. When
we look out on our land and feel that influx of love for all that it stands for
and means to us, we don’t stop and soliloquize (or at least most of us don’t).
Instead we head to the voting polls, or our Chamber of Commerce meeting, or
even to clean the trash off the highway; we go do something.
nation on Earth. We the people are ultimately in charge of who is elected and
thusly what laws are passed and how our country acts. That can be hard to live
with when times are changing, as we are seeing in our nation now. We are no
longer a Christian nation, not in firm fact, but are swiftly descending deeper
into becoming a pagan nation. But I still look out on my city, and my nation,
and feel that love and joy in my own land.
met mine, the astounding variety of tree species, the greater variety of
personalities, the diversity of the regions, and the deeper thrumming rhythm of
beauty that went on always under and within the ancient kingdom that I called
my own, coming from its history and traditions and ancient trees and songs and
epic poems…all of it flashed through my mind…I had always had a love for my
country, but I think it was that moment when I felt our combined fates hung in
the balance that it woke to its full. And a great longing came in me to see my
kingdom revived, and relieved of evil, and God’s kingdom advanced within my
own.”
our own. The current situation might look hopeless, but that doesn’t let us out. Not by a long shot.
We who were born in America have more than just the right to strive to see our
nation righted. We have the duty to do all that is in our power to see righteous
leaders elected, and evil laws struck down. Yes, it should grieve us to see evil sprout in our country, and especially to see it condoned.
yet anyone who has literally such a love must be bewildered at the talk, like a
man hearing all men say that the moon shines by day and the sun by night. The
conviction must come to him at last that these men do not realize what the word
‘love’ means, that they mean by the love of country, not what a mystic might
mean by the love of God, but something of what a child might mean by the love
of jam. To one who loves his fatherland, for instance, our boasted indifference
to the ethics of a national war is mere mysterious gibberism…’My country, right
or wrong,’ is a thing that no patriot would think of saying except in a
desperate case. It is like saying, ‘My mother, drunk or sober.’ No doubt if a
decent man’s mother took to drink he would share her troubles to the last; but
to talk as if he would be in a state of gay indifference as to whether his mother
took to drink or not is certainly not the language of men who know the great
mystery.”
possible to do nothing. Those who assume their one little act can’t change the
world will never change anything; including themselves. But those who step out
for consciences sake and do whatever they can, for love of God and country,
those will help their own conscience and might just end up changing things for
the better. Christian, why are you here? “…to
glorify God and enjoy Him forever.[1]” But why are you here? Do you think God has placed you in the nation He has, in the time period He has, for a reason? If you don’t you need to rethink your ideas of His sovereignty. If you do…don’t you think you ought to be casting about for the best way to do that glorifying and enjoying you’re supposed to be doing, in the time and place you’re in?
“The great Master Gardener, the father of our Lord Jesus Christ, and a wonderful providence, with his own hand, planted me here, where by his grace, in this part of his vineyard, I grow; and here I will abide till the great Master of the vineyard think fit to transplant me.”
-Samuel Rutherford
You are not here by accident. Never fall for that lie. And your little act might be the catalyst to more than you can imagine. To look back at history, think of D-Day. The allied troops pressed down on the beach, the German fire getting closer and closer to gaining their position…What made the difference? It wasn’t a general’s brilliant order. It wasn’t even a clever concerted attack. It was Private Jones, or Smith, who saw he was going to die if he stayed still and decided he would rather die trying than lying still on the beach. One man got up and ran toward the German lines. Another saw his courage and followed. Then another. Slowly, man by man, they began to break through. Never underestimate the power of one person taking courage in both hands and doing what is right. Will we change America back to being a Christian nation? I don’t know. But I do know this:
“This nation was founded on one principle above all else: The requirement that we stand up for what we believe, no matter the odds or the consequences. When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree beside the river of truth, and tell the whole world – ‘No, YOU move.'”
-Captain America
Westminster Shorter Catechism, Question 1