A song by Alan Jackson called "Remember When" keeps playing in my head and I'm trying not to cry. I remember when I heard our pets were being poisoned by dog food from China, and our babies' plastic bottles and toys contained lead paint. I thought "the U.S. won't put up with that!" Then we did.
I remember when clothes didn't need an extra button in a bag, and we didn't put up with poor quality. It's no longer an oddity for something brand new to fail or break.
I remember when Americans were able to be as self-sufficient as they wanted to be. Then there's a homeowner in Georgia who was fined $5,000 for planting too many vegetables and giving some away, as he had always done.
I remember when jobs were everywhere and our homes were our most valuable asset. We could call or write our congress and they seemed to listen. Schools taught us how to think, not what to think, and kids could excel without being restrained until everyone else caught up so others wouldn't feel bad.
I remember when our elderly were revered because they have wisdom from years of hardship and heartache. They taught, we listened and are better off for it. Children were loved and cared for, and only smacked down for real offenses like disrespecting parents.
I remember when the president worked tirelessly on behalf of America instead of being on a perpetual vacation, community agitating and campaigning. Who is running our country?
Obama says America can absorb a terrorist attack. Instead of telling the world we will make sand of our attackers, he bows and says we can take it! Where can we "absorb" an attack? Washington, D.C.? That would be my guess. Who's expendable? New York? Vegas? Warsaw? No. We can't. It's unacceptable.
He says the recession is over and we are on the right track. Translation? It's a depression and America is nearly over. Being on the right track doesn't mean we have reached our destination! We can still turn it around but it's going to take all of us. Wake up, pray, learn, get involved, vote. While neither side is guilt free, this vote is either for Obama and the democrats, or America. It is so serious, it is life or death.
Some say that we deserve to lose everything for having slaves, and pushing Indians onto reservations. I wasn't there. If I was I'd be in that forgotten group of people that believed no human being should be owned, or rounded up and displaced or killed. I don't accept guilt when it's not mine to accept.
I'm not now, never have been and not until Jesus comes back will I be perfect. Then it will only be by His grace that I expect to "squeak" by. This is not the time to give up. I pray Psalm 109:8 for our president. "Let his days be few, And let another take his office." May God bless us all.
