I have a dear friend, She needs our prayers. Her birthday is only a few days away. On the Fourth of July  She will celebrate Her 244th birthday. I have known this friend all my life, sixty-eight years now. She is in intensive care on life support. Matter of fact, She has been on extended life support for some time, but in recent days Her condition has become critical to where I am not sure that She will survive.

My friend was born surrounded by God-fearing men and women who believed in the freedom of the individual spirit, who believed that God granted people certain inalienable rights that allowed them to pursue their dreams. My friend has been a proponent of the right to pursue life, liberty, and happiness, which is granted to all by the Creator and who engage in that pursuit with a creative spirit and a willingness to work hard, which in turn opens many doors of opportunity.

My friend in years past sought to exhibit a character that took the moral high ground, believing in the sanctity of life, the sacredness of family, and that marriage was between a man and a woman. She defended those who were victims of injustices and punished those who sought to trample her virtuous Constitution.

I have grown-up being proud of Her. Every time I see Her banner gracefully unfurled in the gentle breeze, I still get a lump in my throat as I think of all those who have defended Her honor. When I hear “Her Anthem” played, I stand proudly and patriotically in respectful  thanksgiving for what She means to me and millions more.

Over the years my heart has been broken as the one I honored and loved has grown sick and whose health is rapidly deteriorating. I am not sure She is going to make it. Her once family values have been attacked and thrown to the curve. Her moral foundation is being replaced with the sand of relativism. Her purity has been soiled by those who care not for the Biblical moral values which She has embraced for so many years.

The fundamental historical foundations on which She was built has been shaken to the core. A soul that was once anchored by principles of liberty and constitutional laws, has drifted toward the sandy shore of a government of dependence and give-a-ways that threaten to leave Her shipwrecked on the rocky reefs of indifference.

Once frugal and thrifty, She is now enslaved by foreign lenders because of leaders who have greedily taken advantage of Her financially. Sadly, they have put Her on a train ride that is leading to inevitable financial derailment. It pains me to watch it happen, but the crash is certain.

Once so strong and vibrant, with a voice that caused others to tremble when they even thought about encroaching on the freedoms of others, now has been weakened by naïve compromisers and freedom-hating extremists who seek to strip Her of Her once strong hand of enforcement and have made Her vulnerable to Her enemies. Her weaken state grieves the hearts of all who once felt safe under Her mighty and protective wings.

It pains me to watch Her reputation being tarnished by those who wish to erase Her history and teach Her noble heritage never occurred. While She has not lived a perfect life and has made mistakes along the way, She doesn’t deserve the disrespect She is now receiving from those who want to remove from memory any testament of Her noble past. Many of Her children from the past, who have helped shape and impact Her admirable character, are being dug up and their contributions are being defamed, discarded and destroyed.

She is the last bastion of democracy, the last hope for those seeking escape from the hands of tyrants and European socialism. Now the influence of those on the radical left with socialistic agendas is molding Her into an image that Her birth-parents fought to never see happen. In recent days I have felt the hot tears of Jefferson, Madison, Franklin, Adams, Hancock, and Henry as the democracy they gave us is becoming a government more akin to a man named Marx.

She has survived a lot of hard knocks and punches in Her life, but She is struggling to survive amidst a current onslaught of orchestrated attacks by those who are bent on destroying Her and replacing Her with a fabricated aberration  no more sturdy to last than a house of cards in a wind storm.

Some blindly say, “Oh, She is not sick, all is well.” No, all is not well. May I say, her banner now flies limply in the sky, monuments honoring Her that once dotted the landscape are being removed, and attempts are afoot to silence the singing of her song in public gatherings. She is not the same anymore. Change has occurred. She is on life support and my heart is broken. I am not sure She will recover. While Her flag has draped many a coffin through the years, if  a turn around in Her health doesn’t occur soon, She will go the way of all nations who have imploded, and Her flag, which once flew so elegantly in the sky, will be placed lifelessly over Her remains.

She needs our prayers. It is no longer, “God Bless America” – it is now “God Have Mercy on Her.”  As Her birthday approaches, please pray for Her.

Dr. Dan


Memorial Weekend has arrived and Memorial Day is Monday. There are several stories on how Memorial Day actually began. More than a few cities claim to be the birthplace of the now national holiday. One of the first observances in honoring the war dead occurred in the southern state of Mississippi. memDay

On April 25, 1866, in Columbus, Mississippi, a group of women were decorating the graves of Confederate soldiers who had fallen in the battle of Shiloh. A grief-stricken mother, after decorating the graves of her two sons who died fighting for the South, walked over to two mounds of dirt at the corner of the cemetery to place flowers on the graves of two Union soldiers. As she respectfully placed the flowers on the barren graves, someone said to her in a rebuking tone, “What are you doing? Those are the graves of Union soldiers.” Responding in a voice filled with compassion and sympathy, the mother softly stated, “I know. I also know that somewhere in the North, a mother or a young wife mourns for them as we do for ours.”

Such a loving act of kindness was one of the seeds that were planted in the soil of a fractured nation that grew into what became known as Memorial Day. In May of 1868, three years after the Civil War ended, Decoration Day was observed when flowers were placed on the graves of Union and Confederate soldiers in Arlington National Cemetery. General John Logan stating, “Let no neglect, no ravages of time, testify to the present or to the coming generations that we have forgotten as a people the cost of a free and undivided republic.”

Each year afterwards more and more states recognized Decoration Day, honoring all those who lost their lives in the Civil War. By the turn of the 20th century Memorial Day ceremonies on May 30 were being held throughout the nation. After WWI the day was expand to honor and remember those who died in all American wars. In 1971 Memorial Day was declared by Congress a national holiday, being observed on the last Monday in May.

It is only fitting that on this special day we pause to honor those who have faithfully served our country and the some 1.2 million American service men and women who have died in our nation’s wars. It has been said of those who gave the ultimate sacrifice for their country, “Not only are they commemorated by columns and inscriptions, but there dwells also an unwritten memorial of them, graven not on stone but in the hearts of men.”

Because evil seeks to suppress life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, freedom always comes at a price. Thomas Jefferson wrote in a letter written to William Stephens Smith, November 13, 1787, “The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants. It is its natural [nourishment].”

Samuel Adams, a Founding Father who helped draft the Articles of Confederation, stated, “The liberties of our country, the freedom of our civil Constitution, are worth defending at all hazards.”

This country just didn’t happen; it began on July 4, 1776 when 56 brave men signed their names to a document known as the Declaration of Independence pledging together their lives that we might have the United States of America. Let us not forget our Founding Fathers sacrifices and those who have served this great country and those who shed their blood that freedom might still flourish.

While it would be more than wonderful if no more wars were fought, we live in a world where liberty must be defended as long as freedom-hating tyrants exist. As Americans we may not always agree with the wars that we as a nation find ourselves involved in, but we must always rally around those who put their lives on the line to keep us free from tyrannical rulers and those who seek to oppress freedom and liberty. These freedom-defending men and women are the real heroes amongst us.

This Memorial Day as we gather with family for cookouts, as we embark upon family outings, as we enjoy the freedoms we too often take for granted, let us pause and give thanks to the Good Lord for all those who have served and those who have sacrificed so much. As well, let us breathe a silent prayer for those serving on foreign soils that are separated from their families that we might be able to be with ours.

May God Bless (and have mercy upon) the United States of America.


Dr. Dan