I have given up on America.
Don’t stone me just yet. Okay, you can.
I guess you could could say that I never was a patriot. I was born here. But to fight for a bunch of laws? Word on paper? I guess I could. Fight for my friends? Family? Neighbors? Heck yes. That is real to me. That is my life as much as me breathing.
Recent events have pointed out to me how foul our country has gotten as a society, and as a government. And pointed out that America hasn’t meant much to me. I do thank God for being born here, that I have had such a privileged lifestyle.
But I was never one for favorite sport teams. It is all meaningless to me. I have seen people live with so much less, and die with so much more.
Where is America in the end times? It can’t last forever. It won’t be great for all time. America won’t usher in the Second Coming. I know it sounds drab, prove me wrong.
Who knows… As for now, I shall vote, I shall be upstanding.
The future? Live in a time of upheaval?
Let it come. I am ready. I will do my best, but I am not afraid of an government that doesn’t have a place for people like me.
For this is the story of Christ and his Bride…
“In my memory I wrote you down in ink,
I never wanted to erase your story,
Even with the tragedy that it bring.”