America The Beautiful

 

America The Beautiful

     Like no other nation, this one truly reigns.  In military strength, no.  Neither in population nor natural resources.  We reign in influence.

     Beauty:  the quality or group of qualities in a person or thing that gives pleasure to the senses or the mind.  That’s what Merriam says.  God terms it likewise:

     Beauty:  1 Peter 3:3 “Whose adorning let it not be that outward adorning of plaiting the hair, and of wearing of gold, or of putting on of apparel;4 But let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price.”

     If we are to think of America as a woman, does she walk in this manner?  If we think of America as a man, does he walk so:

     Beauty:  1 Timothy 6:11 “But thou, O man of God, flee these things; and follow after righteousness, godliness, faith, love, patience, meekness.”

     Beauty therefore, is a high calling.  America is comprised of individuals making choices everyday.  We lead to the left or pull to the right.  Do we walk straightly, seeking noble characteristics?

     America the beautiful.  She is a sum of her parts.  Upon her head is the crown.  Rubies and sapphires with diamonds so fitted.  Her blood fixes the stones in their mountings.  Commonality we find as none is exalted.  Each person of worth is given display.

     America has rolled in turmoil to arrive at equity amongst its citizens.  She poses that beauty is attainable for all.  In seeing through the eyes of God, no man or woman lacks this benefit so given by Him.  God surely perceives the heart.  America gives way.

     Here we find a land so inviting.  We know challenges to our nature.  The temptation to fight and kick as hungry dogs devouring those not apportioned.  Nothing it seems can give hope to overcome yet standing in the bay, she still lights.  Liberty holds the torch.  “Please come and be more than what was.”

     We now find a great country giving opportunity.  It is not in freedom of thought or belief.  It is a chance for each citizen to shine in beauty and so influence the world.  This charge she shares with others, however historically the catapult has been to her advantage.  No nation has vaulted such adversity to craft a charter compelling its citizens to reach for more.  “Beauty!” She calls us to wrap its tapestry about covering what nakedness we had previously known.

     America the beautiful.  We extend our influence over the seas.  Will the world see a rainbow of virtue?   

                                                                                          

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