What is the basis of hope in America today?
America began, rooted in debtors and misfits, as an unlikely contender in world affairs. Our nation was founded on some of the poorest, outcasts in the world. The inscription at the Statue of Liberty says it perfectly:
Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
From the wretched refuse, America grew to be the most influential nation on earth. Our Founding Fathers believed America was given by God Himself. Am I certain of this? No, but I do think it’s possible. I believe God speaks to us. I believe God communicates in non-verbal ways even more often.
I know that, as a single mom of five boys, I thank God every day that my boys and I live here. I know that if I lived in an area where Sharia Law is imposed (such as Dearborn, Michigan), I would have no rights, including the right to my own children. For a single mother living under Sharia Law, child support is not an issue because she would not get custody. I cannot imagine the heartbreak of having my husband leave and then being denied my children too. Sharia Law also permits honor killings, so a woman accused of infidelity by a husband who is tired of her could be stoned to death.
If I lived in other parts of the world the only “job” offered to me might be prostitution. This means my chance of dying of HIV-AIDS, especially if I lived in an African nation, is increased exponentially and my children would likely grow up alone hungry and dirty and scared – beyond scared – terrified. Or not grow up at all.
And certainly, no one would teach them about the Love of a Perfect Father.
No one would teach them about the sacrifice of a Savior willing to give His life for them.
And no one would teach them about real Hope.
So America, built on the backs of those poor misfits, became the land of opportunity, but what brought our ancestors here? There must have been fear in their arrival, confusion at a strange language and culture, embarrassment when they didn’t fit in.
And yet, I believe Hope drove them. When you call up the courage to move to a new area, a place completely different from all you grew up knowing, to make a positive change, you also call up hope.
Hope that things will be better, that there will be more opportunity, that there will be greater freedom, that there will be a better life in that new place. Hope that life will be stable and steady and secure and safe.
Where does that Hope come from? The only stable, steady, secure, safe force is the Love of a one unchanging, all-powerful, all-knowing God.
When our ancestors held onto Hope given to them by God, they prospered. Hard times were part of their lives – a big part, and yet still they held out Hope. When they turned to idols, their societies crashed. We see this over and over in the Bible and in modern history; yet we are slow learners.
We, as a people, continuously turn away from the Lord toward false idols. Idols wanting us to believe that hope comes from them. Smooth talking idols who lure people into giving up healthcare decisions, approving federally funded abortion on demand, and participating in gay marriage (Come back for my M is for Marriage post!).
Idols with differing outward appearances, but the same message of prosperity only through them – through their message, through reliance on them. This message has not changed. The deception has not changed.
But neither has real Hope changed because true Hope comes from the eternal, unchanging Lord.
The one True Hope for our country does not come from change. It comes from what those who built America knew hundreds of years ago.
Only one man brings Hope to an entire world,
and He is not painted red, white, and blue on a poster.