Clouds on the Horizon

I have kids that I want to see do better than we did.

Lately, the news seems to point in the direction opposite of where I came.

I see clouds all around me.

Sometimes, east seems west, and north seems south.

Right seems wrong, and evil is praised as good.

It is the result of walking too long in the darkness.

All perspective seems lost.

I reach out, grope, fight and feel for the way back.

In the back of my throat I swallow away, again, that huge lump of dread that our country has seen its best days, and the direction we are heading is away from the magnet that was carefully put on our compass by the men who first envisioned a free nation and then figured out our conception, and writhed through the birthing process and brought forth something miraculous, and only lived long enough to watch the first teeth cut...

As the ones put in charge of this precious offspring of the founding fathers, are we willing to waste their labor and their delivery --to us-- of the best country in the world, the best that has ever been known, or perhaps, ever will be again?

Are we hardy enough --still-- to take the hard road back to the one that our birth fathers and mothers have paved for us?

Because the really hard work is still yet to come.

We have to pray, persistently, on our knees, for this country.

There is a lack of leadership, and where there is a vacuum, it will be filled. We are waiting to be pounced upon by the wolves of the world, they are out there, with their teeth bared, patiently watching us, sensing the weakness.

All around me I see the beginnings of anarchy, and the lawlessness on behalf of the leaders is spilling over and multiplying in our home states and the cities that surround us. It's scary to contemplate where we are heading, and where we could be in two years...if that won't make us moms pray, I don't know what could.