I don’t know about you, but I felt like the wind was knocked out of me last Friday. This country will be reeling for untold years as a result of some of the most recent decisions of our most honored court. The Supreme Court, who is supposed to be blind to all things political and just focus on the black and white of the law, (no racism implied). I needed to clarify that statement because it feels as though we are living in a communist country where everything you say can and will be held against you.
The fact that one can predict, with almost certainty, the way the majority of justices will vote means the court is a political institution and the judges should run for election. Andrew McCarthy stated in his recent article, “It is simply accepted that these justices are not there to judge. They are there to vote.”
This kind of ruling speaks volumes to our young people. It screams loud and clear that our Constitution and laws are living and breathing. In other words, it doesn’t matter. There are no foundational principles. Better yet, the very foundations our country was founded upon are the ones under open hostility.
Direct fire is not only coming from the White House, most of Congress, the Supreme Court, foreign ideologies like Islam, but the very culture in which we live. This has happened subtly over many years. Friday just seemed to be an especially brutal day for freedom, period.
Despite all the negative news is the fact that God is not taken by surprise. He holds the future. I am constantly encouraged by fellow patriots who so love this country, but even more than that love their faith, families, and their friends.
I hope we would all link together, roll up our sleeves, and continue to fight for why this country was originally born. Simply to: “form a more perfect union, establish justice, insure domestic tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general welfare, and secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our posterity.” The Preamble to the United States Constitution
The attitude is like that of a Frank Sinatra song,
” Work like a soul inspired
till the battle of the day is won
You my be sick and tired
But you’ll be a man, my son
Will you remember the famous men
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath
Pick yourself up, dust yourself off
Start all over again”