Not long ago we were on a boat sailing across the Sea of Galilee. The captain raised the United States flag and played the national anthem. My heart was ripped in half. I love my country, but I no longer love my country. Let me explain.
When I pull out my US Passport after flying almost 200,000 miles a year — I proudly squeeze it in my hand as one of my most prized possessions. I love Rome, Israel, the Philippines, India, Greece and the many other countries we have explored and filmed in over the globe, but I would NEVER trade my Passport for one of theirs.
I love what we have represented over the centuries. I love that we were founded on Christian principles and that our free enterprise system has brought more people out of poverty than any other in the world or in history. I am proud of the inventions, the enterprise, the freedom, the morality, the justice…
…but at the same time I wept on the boat on Galilee. We are a nation in decline. I fear our glory days are over and my grandchildren will not live in the same proud, exceptional country I have lived in. Are we exceptional? Good grief, where does everyone else want to come to? Millions want nothing more in life than to stand on our ground, to squeeze the Passport I proudly cling to.
But we have fallen. My 92-year old mother said again yesterday, “Steve, I don’t recognize my country anymore. Abortion, homosexuality, drugs and murder, the denigration of marriage and the family, huge national debt, a “gimme, gimme” society, the assault on religious liberty. Could I have ever imagined a president who is promoting these abominations in our own country and across the globe — and expecting us to pay for it?”
I weep for America. I choke up when I see the flag or hear our national anthem. Tears can flow for both joy and sorrow. When I weep for America it is for both.
Where are men and politicians like Ronald Reagan when we need him. Please dear God, have mercy on our nation. Raise up godly people, government officials, court justices…
… do not give us what we deserve but what your mercy desires. May God bless America. May God bless this land so our children may live in the freedom our ancestors knew but what it seems we are losing.
May they be a generation who love truth and liberty and who are willing to be martyrs for Jesus and his Church rather than to capitulate to culture of death and tyranny.