Posted by
novelator on Thursday, November 27, 2008 10:25:03 AM
On this Thanksgiving, with so many SO thankful for so much, I'm going to tell you what I'm not thankful for.
I'm not thankful that I've been given the gift of "sight." This ability to see a much larger picture, to rise above even my own petty prejudices and sins and see what's down the road for this nation, is a curse, not a blessing. Why me, I don't know, but I have the ability, and frankly, it's killing me because aside from the Lord God and my daughter, I wholly love America.
From my lowly place here in the hinterlands, I watch the people of this once-great nation display the most intolerance, insensitivity, and outright hate toward each other of any country in the world and I'm sick. Because I can see the outcome if change doesn't come to the hearts of American men and women alike. To use a biblical reference, much like Ahab in the Old Testament, the hearts of Americans are hardening against the evil that is to come. This has nothing to do with who sits in the Oval office. It's been happening for some time. Where or when this hardening began doesn't matter. The fact that it is here and no one but a few see it is the root of my suffering.
What I wouldn't give to be ignorant of all this, you will never know. What's worse is knowing my daughter will have to fend for herself among America's bickering, hateful, whiny, me-me-me children in a sorry future where I cannot be there to help her. She may be the last honest, truly caring person left in America at some point if my example takes, but then the hate, the intolerance, the bigotry, the my-gang's-better-than-your-gang mentality of political parties and religions will surely get the best of her, just like it's already gotten the best of most of America.
I would, this moment, lay down my life for America and a return to our Constitution, but none of you will listen, or look at yourselves, let alone fight alongside each other for a return to what's right for all of us. Because you're all too concerned with who, who is right versus what is right. And that will be America's downfall.
So, no, I am not thankful this Thanksgiving for this accursed sight I've been given. I'm not happy being one of the few small voices in this wilderness that Americans everywhere appear determined to totally ignore. Such is my cross to bear. Enjoy your bliss while you can for like all things good and bad in life, it will not last.