Abraham Lincoln–Nov. 8, 1863-One month after his Thanksgiving Proclamation and a little more than a week before he gave the Gettysburg Address
It was the month of October 1863.
A silvery, Indian Summer haze drifted over the White House as the leaves on the trees, starved of summer’s extended light, were beginning to turn vibrant shades of red, orange, and yellow.
And the American Civil War was raging.
The days are growing darker.
Time is short.
You don’t have to believe me, but it doesn’t make it any less true.
Sure, just stick that head of yours in the sand and pretend it isn’t so and see how that works out for you.
We are in the final seconds of the two-minute warning.
Satan is rocking many to sleep with his lullaby of deception and Christians are at the top of his hit list and he is succeeding.
Can you feel it?
It’s getting stronger by the day.
The shaking, I mean.
Because we are being shaken!
And it’s only the beginning of sorrows.
All–meaning every single created thing–that can be shaken will be shaken! It’s a profound and somber thought or at least it should be, especially among professing Christians.
The Land of Canaan, by Thankful A. Leonard, Plymouth, Massachusetts, 1834
I love history, especially U.S. History. I write about it a lot.
Sadly, its a stark reminder of who we used to be as a people, and who we are are no longer.
It really wasn’t that long ago that we relied on God for our help.
We used to pray and give thanks to God for our country–the very God that brought us protection, wealth, and prosperity. And I’m not talking about the god of Islam (or any other god that people may serve in the U.S. today). I am referring to YHWH [Yahweh] the one true God, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.