We sing and we pray that God will bless America. What do we mean by that? What do we hope and expect God to do for our country? Is there hope for the downward, ungodly spiral to end?
Of course, our country's course of endorsing sinfulness and ignoring and despising God's commands can be changed. But it must start with individual hearts being repentant. Individual hearts humbling themselves before God, repenting, and committing to follow his laws in love for Him.
Then the laws of the land will reflect the hearts of the repentant people.
Yes, we pray for this change of individuals, but we also pray for changes in the laws of the land and a return to the constitution.
We uphold our country and honor those to whom honor is due without worshiping our flag or holding our constitution as almost as "inspired" as the Bible.
And so we gathered yesterday to pray for our country and give thanks for the freedoms we do still have. And we played and visited and ate and drank to the glory of God.
We had a children's parade, guided by Hannah, led by Sarah playing "When the Saints Come Marching In," and kept somewhat on beat by Jon on his bodhran.
|Aunt Barb, weeding to the beat of the music.|
More music-making happened along with volleyball and kickball croquet.
|I even kept up on a few bluegrass pieces on my neglected guitar. Grace was good on the guitar, as usual, and Sarah kept up with the mandolin till she brought the trumpet out. Ruth even played her fiddle on two pieces.|
|A little jazz of "When the Saints Come Marching In" with trumpet, guitar, & violin. Nice stuff!|
Here are a few snapshots of a general nature.
|The antique doorknob leads to Wonderland.|
|Sloppy Joe chef|
|Another Sloppy Joe chef|
|Supervisor and word game printer|
|Homemade good-smelling essential oil bug repellent|
|Relaxing and visiting|
|Oh, the camera is here! Suck in the gut, straighten up, and get muscular.|
|Ric-rac + a cute star button = cute shirt for cute girl.|
Life is good.