Maybe it's because I've chosen a slower lifestyle that I can see things more clearly. My life isn't so rushed that I rely on some talking head to give me a 15-minute, biased and propagandized summary of the day's headlines. I have learned that I can rely on no one but myself to research the truth.....my future is too tenuous to hand it over to the mouthpiece for any political party or social agenda. And I've definitely learned to be less trusting. No longer will I sit back and let leaders go unchallenged. I will no longer follow blindly, without scrutinizing the consequences of our elected leaders' decisions.
I guess I just don't understand how the masses cannot see it. How do you cultivate a land as rich in freedom and liberty as what we've inherited, and then not make the effort to keep it fertilized with the truth about our history, watered with the Word of God, and adequately weeded of the seeds of tyranny and oppression?
|the beginnings of a great harvest|
We are perilously close to being overrun by a swarm of locusts, and there will be nothing left in our garden with which we can replant. So please stop chasing the next superficial thing to occupy your limited attention span. Step out of the rat race for just a day, and observe. Can you honestly say you are producing a harvest that will feed your family in hard times? Will the big car, bigger house, multiple credit cards, and name-brand jeans be enough to see you through?
I admit that growing a successful garden is hard work; it's no picnic, and it's a slow process. But when the harvest depends on your careful attention to each plant, you tend to see value in what you've planted, and you are zealous about protecting the garden from any and all unwanted infiltrators.
So won't you consider trading your contrary habits for more attentive ones? Take notice of the state of our American garden, and help keep watch over her, and let's weed out the destructive roots of apathy and indifference before it's too late.
Isaiah 37:27 "Their people, drained of power, are dismayed and put to shame. They are like plants in the field, like tender green shoots, like grass sprouting on the roof, scorched before it grows up."