Of great appeal are Mt. Hermon’s lush grounds, around which I traipsed during the recent days I spent there for the annual Christian Writers’ Conference. The spring-blooming trees had burst forth in all their glory, and I thought of the incredible words in Genesis 2.
And the LORD God planted a garden eastward in Eden; and there he put the man whom he had formed. And out of the ground made the LORD God to grow every tree that is pleasant to the sight, and good for food; the tree of life also in the midst of the garden, and the tree of knowledge of good and evil.”
“Therefore thus saith the Lord God, Behold I lay in Zion for a foundation a stone, a tried stone, a precious corner stone, a sure foundation: . . .” Isaiah 28:16 King James version of the Bible.
Many in the United States of America (and surely other places around the world) view as sure foundations–corner stones, if you will–the Holy Bible, and the Constitution of the United States.
In this photograph, I placed the copy of the constitution atop the Bible, not because it is more important, but because the Bible and its teachings is the base for our constitution. Upon its principles is our country built. Our founders were clear concerning this issue.
During this beautiful season–my personal favorite of the year–we would do well to recall that the incarnation birthed Christmas. It was the coming of God as a baby that spangled the night with angels and a star, that startled shepherds and confounded kings. and that sent wise men on a long and treacherous journey.
On Judeo/Christian values is built the United States of America.
In many ways, Christmas and Independence Day are similar holidays except that Christmas overarches the July holiday, for without the Star of Christmas there would be no Independence. None. Of no kind. For, in anticipation of the cross, wherein would come the world’s greatest emancipation, God arrayed Himself in human flesh. In the blackness of that faraway beautiful night in Bethlehem, Jesus was born to his mother, Mary. Joseph also tended Him, and on that first Christmas night, this rare Baby was swaddled and laid to sleep in a straw-filled manger.
Fireworks flared. A star appeared in the inky sky. Angels gathered and spoke to shepherds who huddled in fear because of the strange activities of the night. Magi took gifts.
True freedom had come.
In honor of servicemen, both in active duty, and those who are now veterans. Thank you.
“Render therefore to all their dues: tribute to whom tribute is due; custom to whom custom; fear to whom fear; honour to whom honour.” Romans 13:7 King James Bible (Cambridge Ed.)
This shot was taken quickly for another site, but although I was rushed and it’s not the best picture in the world I want it posted here today on my blog. I love this flag. I love America. I love the freedoms and benefits this exceptional country has given me. I thank God for America, for my flag, for my fellow citizens. God bless America. God bless our world. God bless us all.
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