Freedom Fading: Our Nation is Dying!

I don’t recognize our beloved Country anymore!

It certainly isn’t the U.S. I grew up in, and every single day our freedoms are being eroded by people that can’t and don’t and never will appreciate what freedom really is and what it costs.

I happen to be one of those who appreciate those individuals that went before and those that still defend us today. Those who fought and died (and are still dying) for our Freedom. We all stand on their shoulders today.

I can hardly believe all that has gone on recently in our Nation, from the wholesale slaughter of the unborn to the destruction and removal of historical monuments. Opioid and drug addiction is completely out of control. Sexual immorality and depravity of all sorts permeates–perversion, like a cancer spreads to an extreme that would likely put Sodom and Gomorrah to shame. All manner of evil abounds and much of it is being embraced and accepted by the spirtually blind as a good thing.

Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness, who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter. —Isaiah 5:20.

We are without a doubt living in perilous times.

We are a society that has forgotten God. We have rejected Him and His precepts.

I am a collector (or perhaps a better word is “steward”) of historical relics of the past: collectible books, manuscripts, handwritten letter archives, rare photographs, Militaria (especially letters and diaries from the Revolutionary War, Civil War, WWI and WWII) and all manner of significant and important items that tell of this Nation’s history, its people, and the horrific sacrifices made by them–all in the name of Freedom–the very Freedom we used to enjoy.

Yes, I research dead people and their histories (if any can be found) and I write about them. The people I research aren’t necessarily famous people. As families, we barely know each other today, much less take the time, or even care to know who our ancestors were or even bother to research people that aren’t at all related to us–who they were, where they lived, how they lived (or died), or who or what they were connected to.

People live. People die.

We are all faced with this hard fact at one time or another in our life, and each of us will one day learn what it is like to leave our earthly vessel and take up residence elsewhere. That’s the long and the short of it. Truly, it is what happens after death that really counts, but that’s another blog entry for another day.

Take a look at the many millions and millions of unidentified photographs from just the past 200 years that are referenced online–from the earliest photographic processes in the 19th century (circa 1826) all the way to present. That’s a whole lot of dead people that have perished in this short span of time–and many more for whose photographs do not exist. This does not include the many human beings that have perished since the time of Adam and Eve–we are talking multi-billions and billions of people–their memory forgotten and their impact on history (if any did exist–only God knows) is filed away in the annals of the colossal dust bin of history–altogether forgotten, save those few that are memorialized in the Bible and other reliable historical references.

For most of us common folk, however, we will die and we will be forgotten by the world, just as it is now.

So for all those that post endlessly on FB and other social web sites, it’s all an exercise in vanity (futile, useless, pointless), just as this blog entry is vanity.

As for man, his days are like grass; As a flower of the field, so he flourishes. When the wind has passed over it, it is no more. And its place acknowledges it no longer.  –Psalm 103: 15, 16.

“…even their name is forgotten” –Ecclesiastes 9:5

I know when I depart this life, I will meet many in Heaven that I researched over the years. Tragically, many others I will witness standing before the King of Kings at the White Throne Judgment.

I grieve for our Nation and the Judgment that will come.

I long for the days that once were but never shall be again.

 

 

 

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