'HELP!'

I remember three images from September 11, 2001:

1) People jumping from burning buildings.

2) Congress standing outside, humbly bowing their heads, and praying.

This was a shocking sight.

3) The pews of my church completely full of people…and for several months after.

It’s human nature to remember God when we’re in big trouble. Even agnostics offered up a prayer that day. We needed super human help from a higher power to defeat the Enemy Without.

God answered our prayers, and along with the excellent leadership of Bush, Cheney, our fantastic military, and superb FBI and CIA, we have been safe for eight years. Thank you.

Now we need that Divine help to defeat the Enemy Within.

Strangely, our present White House and Capitol seem to be crawling with sneaky subversives who are intent on destroying capitalism, freedom and the American Way as we know it. They have lots of different labels and labels that keep changing. They are like a cancer that slowly eats it’s way across the healthy host until it is fat enough to kill it.

When I was 12 years old, I was warned of Communism and required to read “1984” by George Orwell. I hated the dark, sinister story of a free country that turned bad. I wanted to think about The Carpenters, and Bread, and how to get my hair to look like Farrah Fawcett. My high school was Christian, so we were aware of spiritual warfare, invisible enemies. We were taught that the 2nd Amendment, the right to “bear arms” would prevent a military takeover. Instead, they said, the Communists would try to destroy us “from within” by encouraging sin in our youth. Promiscuous Sex, Drugs, Rock ‘n Roll, and a disrespect for authority would render our citizens helpless and weak. (Rap and it’s profanity hadn’t been invented yet.) This subtle, invisible, inward takeover was more powerful. Apathy, lack of education, lack of a family unit…lack of God.

II Chronicles 7:14 says, “If my people who are called by my name will humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.” We had to memorize that Bible verse and I still know it by heart today. I graduated in 1976, the Bicentennial of our country, so we were wearing red, white, and blue bell bottoms when we recited that verse at graduation.

Now, every day, minute by minute, I have been watching the prophetic fiction of “1984” become reality. My voice is irritating, but I’ve been squawking like a rooster, to my fellow Americans, “Wake Up! Wake Up!” I think it’s starting to work.

There is a painting of our first Congress humbly praying to God.

When I see Obama brag “I have a gift,” “I just wanna spread the wealth,” or “The police acted stupidly” or lie “My health plan will not add one dime to the deficit. It will not fund abortions or insure illegals.” When I see Pelosi sneer “un-American, Astro-turf,” or ex-Czar Van Jones say, “Republicans are A–holes,” I replace those images with the image of our leaders humbly praying to God for help. This is my dream.

Then, I roll out of bed, humbly get on my knees and pray. “Help!”