No apologies

 

No Apologies
(by R.P.Edwards)

Apologize for being late
Or forgetting this or that
Apologize for a cough or sneeze
Or reactions to your cat
But in this day of clueless ease
From those who teach our youth
Never, never, never, never,
Never, never! NEVER!!
Apologize…for the truth

It was one of those lines that stood out.  A phrase that invoked a kind of “yeah, that ‘s right” reaction.  The setting:  I was in church and the minister was reminding us of a thing or two (good preachers do that.)  And the “things” of which he spoke, well, let’s just say that modern academia…is clueless. 

Some groundwork: This morning I viewed some pictures of D-Day online.  A member of this yahoo “group” I frequent had posted it and, since Mom and Pop are a part of that generation, I was interested.  It got me to thinkin,’…so many lives; so many young fresh faces…cut down in their prime.  So many potential relationships, families, children, grandchildren…not to be.  Frankly, I can’t even imagine the magnitude of it.  Sure, I can grieve over those brave souls who defend us now, but, a WWII vet I sometimes speak with, when talking about the casualties of the current conflicts, he said, “We’d lose more men…before lunch.”  Again, I can’t even imagine.

Here’s the gist:  That generation that literally saved the world.  If you’ll allow me…That generation that the Lord used…to save the world, well, they had the ten commandments on the wall.  They had prayer and scripture reading in the public classroom.  They had clear definitions of right and wrong, good and evil, and, it was only after their sacrifice…that the twisters, redefiners, took hold, and took power.

So, to those who chafe at the oozings of academia and Hollywood, there’s a good reason.  You see, we are not from them.  They did not bring us here, and we are not birthed of their “knowledge” and notions.  Indeed, their “novel” definitions are merely old, failed, apostasies…in new clothes.  So, when the movie ‘teaches,’ and the actor ‘preaches,’ and the politician ‘proclaims,’ and the new ‘reverends’ exclaim; look down.  Look down to the blood stained foundation on which they stand.  It’s not my blood.  It’s not their blood.  It’s the life’s essence of those who have gone before and, if for no other reason, for them, for those who gave all…we must never, never, never, apologize…for the truth.

That’s what I think.  How about you?  Click comments below…and say.