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God Bless America

                                                                       It’s July 3rd  I have been thinking about how everyone will be celebrating.
 
People will have barbeques, some will be drinking.  There will, of course, be fireworks and some will be singing songs like “God Bless America” or perhaps “God Bless the USA”.  As I considered this,  I have to confess I was nauseated, sick to my stomach.  

How dare we ask the Almighty God to bless a country that has made themselves a stench in his nostrils?  

How dare we ask the sovereign God to bless America when we have “redefined marriage” to allow sexual perversion?

How dare we ask the God of the universe to Bless America when we “legalize” the killing of unborn children, but we may not kill a wolf destroying our food?

No, I can not sing a song asking God to bless a country that has shaken its fist in the face of the one upon whom our country depended upon when establishing this country.  I cannot ask God to bless a country who has turned its back on him any more than I could ask God to bless an individual who was willfully knowingly sinning.

But I can, and will, pray that God will bless not America, but his people with courage.  Courage to stand for righteousness.

I must pray that God will bless not America, but his people with boldness.  The boldness to say, like the disciples of old, that we must obey God rather than men.

I must pray that God will bless not America but his people with wisdom.  The wisdom that only God can give.

I must pray that God will bless not America, but his people with discretion so that they may conduct their lives in such a way that others will not be able to find any fault in them.

Finally, I must pray that God will raise up in America godly men and women.  Men and women who will take the reigns of leadership from the godless and steer our country back toward the Lord of Lords and the King of Kings.  Perhaps then, we will be able to sing “God Bless America” expecting his blessing.

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