There is nothing easy about self-government. The ease with which we have been cursed over the past few decades has proven to be our undoing. The world of the founders was one where blood and sacrifice were the price of liberty. It was well known, perhaps more so because slavery was everywhere. They understood the image of shackles and the story they would tell the world. Shame of slavery haunted a majority of those signing the Declaration of Independence, despite what the liberal propagandists would have you believe. If you read about those times you will quickly learn that one of the grievances against King George is that he would not allow the British Colonies in America to abolish slavery. Why? Because shipping was the business of Britain and there was a lot of shipping in the slave trade.
One of the most beautiful songs I have ever heard was written by a reformed slave ship captain. That song is Amazing Grace. Think of what he must have gone through and seen by the time he wrote these words:
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me...
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now, I see
Twas Grace that taught my heart to fear
And Grace my fears relieved
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed
Through many dangers, toils and snares
We have already come
Twas Grace that brought us safe thus far
And Grace will lead us home
There is more, of course, but this is the part that I concentrate on when I consider our plight. Here we are, wretched and undeserving of the liberty we have glimpsed in our lives. It grows more distant each second we delay, until it will one day be nothing but a fable, a lie told by old people about their lives and our children will not trust such a frightful thing as freedom.
We might very well be the last witnesses to true freedom, before the government owned and controlled everything and told us freedom was the freedom to demand other people's money. There is a repentance due to the religion of liberty. Were we as dedicated to liberty as others are to placing chains on our potential, we would overwhelm them, obliterate their nonsense in utter, crushing demands for freedom.
I don't hear those voices everywhere, only in a narrow band on the Internet where I stand. But even then, among those who will stand and fight is a curious understanding of what "fight" means. Is it any resistance, or is it violent? I suggest that all manner of resistance is required in its time, but that today we can change the world with those dedicated to it.
I once was lost, but now am found...
Cross-posted at WASHINGTON REBEL and Guardians of Liberty.