I need to begin with a disclaimer--bad style, but good honesty--There have been a lot of changes in my personal life over the past year, so maybe I'm not seeing things clearly. I don't, however, think that is it. It took a lot longer than four months for these things to happen, but when I got back to the USA a couple of weeks ago, I could see clearly that it isn't the same country I left at the beginning of the year. A usually reliable culture watcher, Al Mohler, confirmed my observation in a recent blog post. Actions and attitudes that not too long ago were considered wrong, even antisocial, are now considered commendable. Choices that my countrymen have made in the political realm include vast support for a socialist, and the apparent choice of a candidate whose chief asset appears to be what he is not. Apparently, what matters most to many people is that someone say what they think, what they think is less important. I'd love for my nation to be great again. It would be outstanding if my grandkids could go to college free. I'd love for someone qualified to lead my country. I wish I could say otherwise, but all of the slogans I hear appear to be that and nothing more. I'd like for someone to step up and lead us in the right direction. What I see, instead, are folk furiously running to get in front of where big crowds are already headed. They aren't leading; they're apt get run over.
I figure that by this point this sounds more like something to be depressed over than some thing to think about. Actually, though, I find myself quite hopeful. My optimism doesn't come from the political or cultural realm, rather, to quote the words of an old hymn,
"My hope is in the Lord, Who gave Himself for Me."
Don't get me wrong. I'm not surrendering. I'm seeking to make my land and my world a better place. I just realize more clearly than I did five months ago, that in the final analysis this isn't where I belong.
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