I wondered if anyone else truly cared about preserving the great experiment that is America, or if I stood alone on the hill I am fully willing to die on that shouts America’s exceptionalism. But then I stood in that grandstand.
WHEN THE WORLD STOPPED TURNING
When our world stops turning, I can only pray that we move past our petty grievances, and stand as one nation under God, the One who enables our world to begin spinning again and causes the sun to rise anew over this blessed land.