Moving Mountains...a little at a time

This may be the most important message I ever share on this blog. Yet, it is also the simplest. I read an article over the weekend that asked the question, “Is this the end of America?” It looked at the trend toward abandoning everything that this amazing country has ever stood for and wondered, unapologetically, if the culture and people have changed too much to rebound back toward a government rooted in the principles of individual liberty. I have also found that many of my family and friends are feeling hopeless at the rampant stupidity that seems to have been let loose among our citizenship. By this, I refer to the hoards of people, of late, who have been arguing that feeding, clothing, maintaining, employing, housing, educating, entertaining and justifying the individuals in this country is the responsibility of the government, without expecting any negative consequences at all. Without caring about the trade off of liberty.

I admit it’s scary. Worse, it feels very much like we’re being forced down this road by people who are the victims of the very mentality they are beginning to cling to. It’s a kind of perverse mental slavery that forces us to conclude that we cannot survive independently. We are victims of a society that holds us down, by no fault of our own. We are dependent on that same society for our very existence because we do not have the capability of fighting this discriminatory system. And those of us who know these ideas for the load of nonsense that they are, are starting to look the other way because we don’t have the strength to deal with it. We have families to take care of and we recognize that if we let ourselves become discouraged, we will be overstressed and unable to handle everything else we’re juggling. As a result, many people have just begun ignoring the world.

Last week, I explained to my husband what I had discovered about my friends. They weren’t uninterested in current events. They simply didn’t feel there was any need to focus on what they couldn’t change.

Well, I’m not going to argue that it’s possible for one person to change the course of history. What I am going to say is that small steps are the very best defense and optimism is the fuel that makes those steps possible. This is the reason I post stories of motherhood and how it relates to choice. There is no more powerful force in this country than parents. We can write our senators. We can vote on our principles. But the most important thing we can do is teach our children. Teach them that they are capable of anything. Teach them that work and faith build bridges. Teach them that they are not limited by the world they live in, but by the choices they make. Teach them to inspire, enable and assist. Make sure the message the upcoming generation hears is the antithesis of the garbage infesting the world. We must teach our children about freedom and about responsibility. And we must instill in them the love that we have for America.