This was the old infatiguable, unrelenting, persevering spirit upon which America was built.
“The fact of the matter is that the social safety net in this country which was meant to be a temporary hand-up to those who had encountered unexpected hardships, became a hammock a long time ago, and it simply isn’t accurate to say, ‘We don’t take care of our own.’ We have to the tune of $22 trillion. The problem is we have not taught people to be self-reliant and self-sufficient.” This teaching and training to be self-reliant should have been a part of the safety net programs, but it wasn’t included. True to government failure programs, it was rolled out masked as a program “to help those in need” when in reality it was an “enslaving to dependency” trap. The teaching of independence and self-reliance has to start in the home but it isn’t being taught and hasn’t been for decades. Parents nowadays are not the teachers passing on their life’s wisdom of self-reliance, hard work, integrity, and ethics, on to their sons and daughters, but instead they want to be their children’s buddies, and showering them with all the goodies and toys, that they never have to lift a finger to work for. The result has been a whole crop of spoiled, rude, and ungrateful young people who not are thankful to their parents but now demand to be subsidized even after they enter into adulthood. Then after entering adulthood they demand all their freebies from the government. They were indoctrinated first by their parents, then by society that it was the world’s responsibility to meet all their needs and they had to right to just enjoy their youthful days in pleasure.
My dad was one of those persevering unrelenting spirits and it was hard to find anything that could defeat that spirit in him. This I learned in a hard life’s lesson he taught me. When he came home to get his lunch from home, I was sprawled across the couch and he asked me why I wasn’t at my job. I told him that I got fired for not showing up on Mondays. I thought it was funny and no big deal. He left and about a half hour later he came back and simply said to me, “Come on, boy.” Now you didn’t dare ask dad “where?” So I got up and followed him and he took me to one of his foremen and told him to put me wherever he needed me. Now you need to know this is in Texas in July and it’s humid and hot, around 105° and on a dock of a brick manufacturing company with no cover overhead. If anything could described what Hell was like this was it! But I became determined to show my dad I was not a sissy or a quitter and I stuck it out. I never missed a Monday, and dad and I left the house together every morning and walked to work. I started out doing this with a rebellious spirit but slowly that spirit became a spirit of self-respect that I could endure and work as a grown and mature man. It was hot, and I lost a lot of fat which got turned into muscle, and after around a year, my dad got me promoted to a better position. But by then the lesson he set out to instill in me had taken hold. I was now a much more mature individual. He had transformed me from a young man starting out creating a long train of irresponsibility and lost jobs into a young man who became more focused into making something good out of myself. I became a young man who wanted nothing more than to make my dad proud of me. He gave me a part of his self-reliant spirit.
Sadly, there was one thing in life that my dad was not able to overcome. He was not able to overcome advanced lung cancer. He fought valiantly through the bouts of chemotherapy, but incredibly, the day that “spirit” faded was the day he couldn’t literally and physically arise from his bed to attempt to go to work. When he couldn’t go to work, he was done. He went home to be with his Lord on Mothers’ Day, just as he had said he was going to do.
But it is now very rare to find the kind of self-reliant spirit that made this country great still at work and alive among people of our nation. Why, the women who made the trip out west across a rugged and harsh frontier fraught with danger were tougher, stronger, and of more courage than most of the men of today. You don’t believe me? Look at our congressmen today who are so scared to face each other in political fights even when the country is being dragged into Hell. Look no further than John Boehner and Mitch McConnell, and you’ll see men with no courage. These men would have turned back at the edge of town if they were embarking on a wagon train going out across the frontier. The women of the wagon train walking on past them would have been repulsed by men like these.
Where would America be today if those brave men and women of great strength and valor had not walked on board the Mayflower on what they knew would be a one-way trip, or even a possibility of perishing at sea? Where would America be if upon arriving and seeing the stark hostility of the new land, they had turned around and sailed back across the sea? Where would America be, if after their first terrible and bitter winter in the new land, where almost one-half of them perished, the remaining people at Plymouth Rock had packed up and gone home? Why did they so valiantly endure? What was it that drove them to persevere more than anything in life? It was their drive to live free and to live in a new land where they would be free to worship as they pleased.
What if men had never looked west into the sunset and felt that burning in their bellies to go in search of a piece of dirt that they could call their own; where they could plant crops and live off the land? These families, which included their little children found their land, and with their own bare hands, the husbands and wives built a home from the wood of the land. They built it strong to protect them from the elements of cold and heat, as well as from the wild beasts of the new frontier, and never did they entertain the thought of going back to the comfortable town they had left behind. This was the spirit that built America and raised a new nation from the wild and rugged land to become the most powerful nation upon the face of the earth. It was that unwavering and courageous spirit of wanting to live free and worshipping their Creator in the way they wished and believed.
That spirit was there in 1776 when it rose to fight tirelessly for its freedom against a vast superior army and navy, sent by a faraway tyrant, but after 8 long years against all odds, Freedom was secured by that spirit.
We saw that spirit a long time ago spring to life after Pearl Harbor. It was awakened by the loud thunderous explosions of ships being ripped apart and it was awakened by the terrible screams of sailors being torn into pieces by exploding bombs creating infernos. That unrelenting spirit that must be free persevered until the victory came even after fighting on two different world arenas at the same time. That again was the spirit of people needing to live free.
We saw that spirit of Freedom come to life again on September 11, 2001, when our nation was attacked and over 3,000 of our citizens were murdered by those who hate freedom and our God-given rights. That spirit of freedom united a nation as one people, and all racial and political differences were forgotten and we all became just – Americans.
What has happened to that spirit that yearned to be free? Today, I’m afraid that spirit has been laid to rest all over America’s homes, because it is not visible as it used to be. The nation has a president intent on collapsing the nation and enslaving its free people and sadly only about 35% of the citizens of this country felt compelled to go cast their vote for freedom on November 4, 2014. The rest stayed home relaxing on their couches. Two-thirds of the citizens had no spirit yearning to remain free.
Over 1,000,000 men and women have given their lives to secure freedom for us here in our homeland. They have died in faraway lands so that our homes would be safe from invasion. They died in hedgerows, in swamps, jungles, sand dunes, beaches, highways, ditches, canals, rivers, and oceans, and these men and women never came home to be greeted by the loving arms of their families. Why did they do it? For freedom! Yes they did it to guarantee the freedom of their moms and dads, brothers and sisters, relatives, and their friends. They did it knowing that it might cost them their own eternal life, but they did it anyway. They gave their own lives as a payment for freedom for those they loved. They followed the same example of our Lord Jesus Christ, who gave his own life as a ransom for the world. That’s why I believe with all my heart that every one of those 1,000,000 men and women are in heaven because Jesus himself said; “This is my commandment, “That ye love one another, as I have loved you. Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” (John 15:12-13) The men and women who gave their lives for their friends obeyed the Lord in that command he gave and that was to love one another as he had loved them. So when they gave their lives for their loved ones, they obeyed that commandment to the fullest extent of the meaning, and they were swiftly caught up into heaven.
We desperately need that unwavering spirit of self-reliance to awaken in our country once again before it’s too late. We need that spirit that yearns for freedom to rouse itself from the beds and couches of Americans and stand up to those who hate them and their life of freedom and God-given rights.
There is hope, for I choose to dwell on the fact that 35% of our citizens are awake and they did go to the voting booths and they did vote for freedom. Now we need to awaken the rest. We have work to do Americans! Those of you who absolutely cannot live without freedom need to rouse that independent spirit in your neighbors. Let’s get to work!.
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