D-Day June 6 1944. I was 4 years old.
Operation Overlord. Invasion of Europe. The Evil of Nazi Germany was about to destroy all tradition and subjugate all to fear and servitude.
What happened?? We stood up. Britain and Churchill stood up with the odds against them.
Here we are again…except that this war is now contained within our borders and hearts.
Half-truths are dominating the dialogue. History and tradition are being abridged and mocked.
Schools have become bureaucracies of political correctness, where teaching good and evil is forbidden. That would be moralizing. The Bible is housed in fiction shelves.
No Christian wants to be identified as such once outside the safety of the pews. Being looked at funny is the powerful weapon of choice by the left.
Is this not war when you are being diminished by organized political combatants? It is time to fight back. It is time to be seen and heard in public as a Christian. Crosses on gold chains re fine. But weapons that are heard are important. Why is someone afraid to say the name Jesus out loud?
“God Bless You.” “I’ll pray for you” are powerful tools when heard by the stranger behind you in the grocery store. The cashier smiles. Some even say thank you. All to be noticed by those in doubt.
Christian pride must be taught and felt. And… radiated. It is religious war. We are being attacked. It is time to stop worrying about feelings and do what is right and obvious deep in our hearts.
Serve others and be proud of it.
Be a recruiting office for what is right.
I need your help.
Says your country.