I saw one of the many "God Bless America" bumper stickers the other day and it got me thinking again about how Americans want God's blessings, but don't want anything to do with God. Isn't that the story of the prodigal son?
"Give me the inheritance, and I'll be on my way"! The father reluctantly agrees and bids him farewell. The son like blessed America parties down on riotous living, until the money bag is empty.
Isn't that about where we are now. Taking jobs for $8-$10 per hour from Walmart and McDonalds, waiting for Uncle Sam to give us some more pig slop? Well, we're not there yet, but we're falling fast. So many would rather sell their soul to the global socialists movement than return to the father and work with full blessing.
When will America seek the Father again? When there is nothing but tattered rags for clothes, barefoot, and eating pig slop!