Greetings Dear Reader,
I love where I live.
I know that there is greatness in this nation. I know that I have responsibilities relative
to that greatness. I have those
responsibilities because of my responsibility to Christ.
I have written before on why I believe that America is not a
Christian nation. That does not me that
I do not have an obligation to put Christ first in my thoughts and actions
relative to my citizenship.
I am required to care for those around me. I am obligated to love everyone and look to
the needs of others. Beyond that doing
so assures a better world in which to live.
We erected a statue inviting exiles to flock to us for acceptance and
safety. We beacon those “yearning to
breathe free.”
If this country is to retain its power, is freedom, and its
very soul then we must look to the care of all who accept that this is a place
to breathe free. We must care for each
other in any way possible. We must see
that we are each other’s responsibility.
I am my brother’s keeper. I am
accountable for anyone who is poor, oppressed, or enslaved.
Any man’s death diminished me. Any injustice that I allow makes me
unjust. This is a land of plenty but I
must not feast if I do not care for those who cannot do the same. I must assure that I will sacrifice all to
aide some. America is not the greatest
nation in the world but is used to be and it could be again.
Statue of Liberty Poem
- The New Colossus – Emma Lazarus
Not like the brazen
giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs
astride from land to land
Here at our
sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a
torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned
lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From
her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide
welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor
that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient
lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips.
"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses
yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of
your teeming shore.
Send these, the
homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside
the golden door!"
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store."