The song was published in 1897 and was received by the American public with great enthusiasm. In fact, as the Wikipedia article states, "The Stars and Stripes Forever is a patriotic American march widely considered to be the magnum opus of composer John Philip Sousa. By a 1987 act of the U.S. Congress, it is the official National March of the United States of America."
I knew that the five-day occurrence of awakening with the song already playing in my head was not only significant, but I could not shake the foreboding that accompanied it. My immediate family and two sisters in Messiah knew about the impression that came with it was that something might occur on July 4th or between Memorial Day and the 4th of July, 2015, that would forever alter that song, making its message null and void.
Shift to the evening of Saturday, June 27th. Sleep refused to come that night. I prayed and tossed and turned. When I would finally drift off, I would awaken within moments with my spirit more stirred than the last time I awoke. Giving up on a night of sleep, I made my way into the living room. Our shades were still open and even without my contacts in, I could see that the moon resembled a blood moon. I sat down on the sofa and asked the Father what was going on ...but not really wanting to hear. Not surprisingly, with my state of double-mindedness, no response came. James 1:5-8 After some time spent with my mind searching for what could be going on, wondering if I had done or said or thought something that was causing the greater and greater uneasiness within, or if it was something without, I eventually grabbed my laptop and looked at my emails. It was then that I found out the Supreme Court's ruling on same-sex marriage and I knew the reason for the disturbance within. I had not learned about the ruling earlier because my husband and I observe YHVH's Sabbath Day and I spent Friday in preparation for it and on that particular Friday I didn't check the news or log onto the internet.
The feelings that welled up in me I can only describe as how one feels when finding out that an ailing loved one had died and that that death would perpetuate even more tragedy. When I slowly walked back into our bedroom around 7:00 that morning in that sorrowful haze, trying to decide whether or not I should try to sleep, once again I uttered the words, "Oh Father!" To which He replied, "Sackcloth and ashes."
(Esther Chapter Four)
As people around the country gather this year to celebrate the 4th of July with fireworks, cookouts, and parades, a remnant of the people will be mourning with the knowledge that The Stars and Stripes (were not) Forever, and that greater tragedy is coming. There are no words for me to express the depth of my grief and the sick feeling of knowing that the things that I have been shown are going to become reality.
YHVH is long suffering and patient, not wanting anyone to perish. His laws are for our good and for the good of those around us. He waited for this nation to repent and it refused His patient love and mocked and scorned His messengers; questioning their walks with Him rather than each person examining themselves to see if they are in the faith. 2 Corinthians 13:5
I have the privilege of being related to someone who is the most loving and forgiving, patient individual, I have ever known. When the ill treatment of others passes a certain point in their life, they will calmly tell me, "I don't want to talk about it." If they say anymore, they realize that they could either give full vent to their anger and end up sinning in the process, or their emotion would overrule the wisdom of their Father.
Last night after learning of some of the things that have been reported as happening since last Friday, things that I won't write about because it is shameful to even speak of such things Ephesians 5:12, I went off to bed and covered my face with my hands, feeling the shame of those who have no shame. I told Him how sorry I was for all that is taking place. It is as if the pit of hell has opened up and every sacrilegious and lascivious act that can be conceived in the mind are being acted out in the public arena. As I cried to Him, He spoke to my spirit, "I don't want to talk about it."
He knows what that phrase means to me. He has had His fill. It is sorrow mingled with fury.
You want your independence from the ONLY TRUE GOD, America? You want to be "free from the law" that you refuse to "be under", Christians? Your wishes have come true.
It is with a broken heart for our nation and its people that I end this post. What follows are three pieces that were sent to me since finding out the news. I encourage you to read and watch them.
cindybythesea.com/2015/06/27/breaching-the-wall
womanassigned.blogspot.com/2015/06/judgment-has-come-to-your-once-great.html?m=1
