The United States of America is in real trouble. The continued violence in our nation is not primarily rooted in bad actors; it’s rooted in ideas. An idea is like a virus: it creeps in under stealth, waiting silently while it gains a stronghold, and when powerful enough, it begins to consume the host. You’re already infected and under attack by the time you realize you’re sick.
Half the country, whether consciously or with premeditation, has abandoned all semblance of a moral center. Why else would you turn your head as little children are trafficked for sexual deviance or worse? Why else would you rubber-stamp the exploitation of trafficked child labor on a marijuana farm? Marijuana is an addictive, mood-altering drug and one of many gateways to the kinds of ideas that seek to destroy the nation. Why else pitch homosexuality, in its various forms and conflagrations, as an alternative lifestyle to the mind of an innocent child? Why advocate for the murder of an unborn child right up to the moment of birth if it is not an act of self-worship at its core?
These are not the ideas of a people who plan to build. These are the ideas of people who plan to consume for themselves, to whom everything else is secondary or expendable. Half of America has lost its sense of self, its purpose, and even its very identity. The nation is a rudderless ship adrift on a stormy sea of immorality. Capsizing is a very real possibility. And what then?
As it was in the days of Gideon (Judges 6), our borders were overrun, people were locked in or driven from their homes, the economy was devastated, and do we not believe we have been and are still under His judgment? The Lord God of Heaven did this to His own people, ancient Israel, for their sin and for turning away from Him. He used a people not His own, the Midianites and Amorites, to accomplish this. They poured over the border for years, grazed off their crops, took over their farms and brought the nation to its knees.
We, as Americans, have pranced in the fields of decadence, oblivious to the danger lurking in the shadows, living in a denial so blinding that we failed to see an unimaginable fate waiting in ambush.
The battle is far from over my friends. Your enemy and mine is covert, insidious and most vicious. We find ourselves in the very midst of a global assault so grave it has not only bent the actions millions but twisted their minds to such a degree, they can snatch the life from an innocent child then brashly claim it’s a right. God help us.
When people hear such a direct charge as this—one that lifts the name of the Lord God of Heaven to its heights and shines the brightest of lights on the sin and debauchery of a nation—there are always two distinct reactions. Either they receive the message in humility with personal action taken, or the necks and backs of the rebellious arch in further defiance while shaking their fists in the face of an angry God.