Summary: This sermon is a look at the state of our union in retrospect to the Word and the consequences of turning from the power of God on a national level. It also offers a means to repair the damage that has been done.
2 Chronicles 30:8 Now be ye not stiffnecked, as your fathers were, but yield yourselves unto the LORD, and enter into his sanctuary, which he hath sanctified for ever: and serve the LORD your God, that the fierceness of his wrath may turn away from you.
There can be little doubt that this has been one of the hottest summers on record. Scientists have myriad excuses for the searing sun and devastating drought, but few solutions to the problem. Young and old alike are dropping in this blistering weather like wheat before the reaper.
Food prices are on the rise. If you don’t believe me, run down to the local Winn Dixie with five bucks to buy something for dinner, then get back to me on what you were able to purchase. I know last year about this time, I could buy a pound and a half of hamburger and if I was really frugal about it, hop across the street to the bread store and also buy a pack of buns. Hey. It’s not Mc Donald’s or anything, but it’ll do. You try that right now… and you’ll be scraping spare change out of your center car console to cover the tax… and that’s if you’re lucky.
Murder and theft are on the rise and people are basically in an uproar. It seems the hotter it gets, the more violent it gets. You need only turn on the news to see it.
Last year about this time, a lady was beaten half to death at an attorney’s office right around the corner from where I work. My boss was so upset about it that we had to institute a "locked door" policy and all clientele had to bang on the entrance to gain access.
Security at the government centers has doubled and people are begging door-to-door for scraps of food, or a few dollars to pay for another night at the Salvation Army in order to stay out of the heat.
The truth is, that the United States we live in is the not the same one born here on this soil. The original child who lived in this house was wholesome and kind, sometimes giving even to a fault and dedicated to serving the other children of the world. That first American child believed in God with all its sweet little heart and would never let anyone take that away from them. That child lived in a beautiful house full of love, and blessed with food and green lands a plenty.
The adult it has grown into has become a hardened soul, honoring the spirit of self and living in a condo that it pays someone else to maintain.
In the pimple years, the age of reason dawned upon it and the naivety of youth became spilled upon the ground in pools of crimson, hemorrhaged from the very veins of our own people.
In its adult years it seemed that if anyone were to plead a case with enough seduction and points of reason, they could have their way despite the ground rules laid down by the founding fathers.
Who WERE those old guys anyway?
Isn’t being a youngster in the world all about rebellion?
(Better watch that… they say that Satan is the father of rebellion, and the Bible says in Isaiah 15: 23, that rebellion is as the sin of witchcraft.)
I mean sure, you could be living in another country without the freedoms we take for granted with every breath we take, so it could be worse… but is this what our country was built for? Are we truly honoring the spiritual foundation our country was based upon? Nope.