Sweet Essence (This Is Not My Home)

I would call myself a person that is patriotic towards her country, but my view on my country now a days has grown dim and bleak, especially over last couple of years.  My feelings have increased within the last week, when our Capital was lit up in bright colors for the sake of Gay Marriage.  I saw my freedoms as a Christian disappearing before my eyes, and my heart grieved knowing that our fore fathers fought hard for the sake of freedom. I knew that soon that the very ones that are crying against a flag or  just the word Confederate, because it was a grievous time bound with chains would see the faint once again but not by the color tone of their skin, but for a time like no other gripped in a tyranny of sin.  The time that the Lord says which will fall on His elect in the end times. Last Sabbath as we sang hymns I was so saddened in heart about our Nation who once shined in Glory, but now one that is gripped in immorality with hearty approval from the many.  I continued to sing praise with sadness, and heard in my soul "This is not your home"  such hope swelled up in me.  I prayed tonight the very words that was quoted to me last Sabbath, and my tears fell knowing that He is preparing a place for us. I was thankful and overwhelmed, and the tears still fell I prayed more for the sake of freedom. I knew that though we loose the freedoms we have, we will gain freedom in Christ.  The freedom that sings out praise though you are bound in chains.  The freedom that shows joy which shines upon your face though you are being killed for the sake Him.  The freedom that speaks forth the truth, though it might gain you lashes across your back or stones upon your body.  I write so that we, His elect, do not loose heart for we are looking to a place that is not made by man, like Abraham did before us leaving his home in UR.   

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