I am weeping as I watch
the dedication of the Bush
Presidential Library. I don’t
know why. Five presidents standing
together. Each expressing love of country
and humankind and loyalty in
different ways. Each lifting a different
torch to light the way. The men/leaders
are not inferior, but the brightness
of their illumination is.
Could we be on
the cusp of losing such glorious
freedoms for which our country
was called as a beacon of light?
If such darkness should try to
stamp out liberties, faith will
flourish to light the way. Still
it seems the passing of an era
and the task before us of
embracing the unknown.
The shaking is coming, and I rejoice
that my “anchor holds within the veil.”
“For behold, darkness shall cover the earth, and thick darkness the peoples; but the LORD will arise upon you, and his glory will be seen upon you” (Isaiah 60:2).
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I wept too. I read your post. I wept again.
I had a dream before the election about a box filled with insects which I carelessly left open. I ran back to close it but it was too late.I saw the box where they had been and a sign on it that said, “Opening this box constitutes grave danger.” I had another box in my hands filled with fat hungry lizards to eat the insects, but i did not get them to the insects before they swarmed and filled the sky. I heard a radio announcement: “All the crops will be destroyed and all the corn.” When I woke up I knew that the number of lizards corresponded to the number of days till the election. It scared me.
You posted this at a time that I was reading “In The Garden of Beasts” by Erik Larson, telling of Ambassador Dodd and family in 1933 Germany. The same “spirit” that was prevalent there as the Nazis gained power is here now. One of the observations made was the willingness of the populace to accept each new oppressive decree without protest.
If you cannot define freedom when you have it, you cannot find it when it is lost.