Independence of Our Dependence

 “My Country Tis O Thee”, “I pledge allegiance to the flag”, “We the people.” Is it so, that time has watered down the original intent of these small statements that saturate not just American morals and values, but that of a Christian? These small beginnings were birthed by individuals who studied, meditated, and absorbed the Word of God. The pure objective of their calling in all they did and everywhere they traveled, was to communicate and carry out the nature of Christ, while immersing human existence in the fact that Christ died for the sins of all. Pillars of our country’s history include the prayers, teachings, and endurance of servants such as Stonewall Jackson, Robert E. Lee, Martin Luther King, and George Washington. In the beginning, Christianity in America was in the current of war, deceit, control, and manipulation, but swimming against the current with standards of justice, peace, patriotism, and biblical stability. As of now, it seems we have submitted to just swimming with the current.


  The red, defining hardiness and bravery, white, purity and innocence, and of course the blue, for perseverance and justice. All of what we have never been, but only are because Christ died on the cross. His blood streamed down as they beat and spat on Him, He was sinless, He press’ us forward thru time and situations we thought hopeless, while pruning our hearts for His divine will. So as you can see, we should be celebrating dependence, but we praise independence and practice self righteousness. We build unimaginable buildings and machinery which has manifested the void that exists within us as a country. Over the last two decades, we’ve created machinery that gradually numb us from the simple essence of feeling. Anger, drugs, alcohol, and violence covers and protects the roots of our sin, such as a myelin sheath does a nerve. The nerve represents flaws and issues from our pasts, which become aggravated when pinched or severed.

  Our acts of peace are delivered in packages of threats or sudden warfare. We sleep with the enemy and when they leave us in the middle of the night, instead of turning to God, we masturbate. We base our opinion of God on people and situations that have left. We are so articulate, creating small devices such as smart phones, ipods, and Bluetooth’s that fill the small nukes and crannies of our hearts with idolatry, greed, jealousy, pride, and independence. We build and create what we’re not and cannot live up to. The cracks of our hearts coil around the gray areas of our minds and swallows our hope whole, like an anaconda capturing large prey. Just as the prey of the anaconda, we tire from wrestling with the pressures of life, so we submit to death.

  God sends His servants warning us, but we revert to our old and idealistic ways, just as the Israelites did in the land of Canaan. “Do What Thou Wilt.”, we scream in our actions! We replace God and credit ourselves, we create our own religions and theories to which we pass on from generation to generation, compromising our relationship with Christ, because of the era in which we currently live. We deliver spirituality with tradition filled needles and religious forceps. Our mottos and statues of appreciation and honor no longer speak of pressing forward in Christ, prayer and fasting, binding and loosing, or reconciliation. No, we uphold speech and education on mythology, magic, idolatry, and combining religions, such as chrislam. The potency of the Holy Spirits power on the Day of Pentecost is just as powerful now, thus, the Word of God must uphold the same standards now as when it was created, especially considering that not even an iota of all spoken by God has or will return void unto Him. So much of what man says the U.S. flag stands for has been bred from seeds of corruption, deceit, and control.

Woe unto our celebration of independence. In our independence, God sits at the door of our hearts, watching us suffocate because we reject Him and hold our release in our mouths. Blessed be our dependence on Christ the King. Let our praise and worship echo across nations and knock down the walls of separation, rejection, and confusion. Let the prayers and servant ship of our ancestors and teachers be a strong remnant in the fluid of our spiritual spine. Let us tarry for fresh anointing. Let us be captured and captivated by our dependence on Christ, like never before. We are scions of Abraham. Shalom Peace.