There’s never been a better time for praying





As I sit here still stunned at the events of Sept. 11, I can only get madder and madder.


All of us over the last few years have watched a liberal America taking form. Some of us have tried to do something about returning to our forefathers’ values. Some of us have not. Safe to say, all of us now wish we had, for when "anything goes," God goes.


When somebody doesn’t like prayer in school, God goes. When somebody doesn’t like the Ten Commandments hung in public places, God goes. When somebody doesn’t like a "moment of silence," God goes. When somebody mentions the word "God" in a public place, they have offended someone, and God goes.


Worse still, belief in God has become something to defend and explain. It isn’t necessary. He is God.


If God goes from everywhere and everything in our America, then what are we as Americans? Is it not our responsibility to uphold and defend the truths and beliefs upon which our forefathers bore this great nation?


Yet, when it came to patriotism, I felt seemingly alone in my stance. Let us not be a nation of forced Americans but Americans with a force of values. This wasn’t just a terrorist attack—it was an American attack. They used our planes, they used our buildings, they used our people.


But we must not live in fear, for that allows the enemy to win. We must live in love and in faith and in support of the rippling effect, for this tragedy knows no end.


As for vengeance, that is the Lord’s and I believe with all my faith that nothing we can do to these evil people can match the vengeance that God has in store.


Last Friday night, standing outside with candles, all walks, all faiths stood beside me because in our hearts we are all Americans living in a country that offers good to all. And I have never been prouder to see people starting to listen to what one American felt—a need to return to our traditions, values and family life.


Parents, now more than ever, teach your kids about the pride of America, the price of freedom and patriotism. Remember, they have a generation behind them to teach.


So, with all this said, the best way I can end this letter to all of you is this prayer: "Father, I am on bended knees . . . Forgive this great nation of yours our sins for we are returning to you. We ask for your renewed strength and to make strong our renewed love for this country for we once again stand for one nation under God, indivisible with liberty and justice for all."


Linda Wright


Agoura Hills



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