What a strange season this is. We have slipped into Winter.
Andrew Wyeth said:
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the boneThis nation has slipped into Winter and night. Our Founders weep as patriots are forced to witness the rape of Lady Liberty. Military veterans will approach this Christmas season in much the same way one must move forward despite the death of a beloved child. Citizens should cower in shame that over 200 years of the American Experiment died on our watch, pulled into the undertow of ignorance, selfishness, weakness and Socialism.
structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it,
the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath
it, the whole story doesn't show.
But, as Wyeth says: "Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show." What doesn't show is Spring when seeds of discontent will burst forth with the sweet fruits of vengeance. Spring will enter majestically to a symphony of sharpening sabers and gathering armies. As buildings are rebuilt brick by brick, the American Revival will be achieved one small battle at a time. Spring is coming. Prepare for battle.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.