Man, oh man, am I ever stepping over the line of demarcation I set for myself when I began writing this blog. Entering into the political realm is the last thing I want to do. However, in order to make an important point that is exactly the muck and mire I am wading into.
"In absentia." Those are the words I awakened to this morning.
Three days ago innocent citizens of our country, the United States of America, were attacked and killed while attending a company Christmas party. It has been ascertained that those who perpetrated that incident had pledged allegiance to ISIS, a group from hell whose sole intent and purpose is to establish a radical Islam, global caliphate. And they are beyond willing to sacrifice their own lives in order to make that happen.
The response from our leadership mainly had to do with establishing greater control over guns. No mention was made as to controlling the production and use of pipe bombs, the same type as those used in the Boston Marathon attack. And the husband and wife who led the recent California attack had a dozen or so in their home. I doubt they were using them as decoration.
The FBI has come out with verification that our homeland was, indeed, attacked by those connected to that radical Islam group. Attacked. Make no mistake. We were attacked!
The nation's leader has disappeared, gone behind closed doors. Reporters were told that the White House has gone dark. In other words, there will be no statements made.
"In absentia"--missing, absent.
I can see it, I can feel it. We, as a nation, as a people, are on our own.
No man can save us or help us. God is our only help. If you are one who has never considered looking that direction, now would be a good time to start.
He is never "In absentia."
"God is a very present help in our time of need."
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