The Supreme Court’s decision to uphold Obamacare has left me, quite frankly, forlorn. I feel like tearing my clothes and sitting in ashes as I watch personal freedom disappear. The Supreme Court, being the highest court in the land is the final arbiter and what it says goes. There is no other court in which to appeal. Or is there?
I am reminded of a flag from the Revolutionary War. It was flown by naval cruisers commissioned by George Washington in 1775. It is a white flag with a green pine tree on it and the words, “Appeal to Heaven.” It was and is a call to prayer. If you know anything about the Revolutionary War and America’s Navy, you’ll understand why this was on the flag. The modern day comparison of a British war ship and an American Cruiser would be like an M1 Abrams tank verses a pick-up truck with a machine gun mounted in the bed. Appealing to Heaven was the only option for the American Patriots.
But it was the option that worked. Our nation once again faces government oppression, this time in the name of “care”. Now that the government is in charge of healthcare, do you think it will be long before they regulate what you eat, what you play, where you live, how many kids you can have and when you are too old to be affordable? Already we get a glimpse of what is to come as New Yorkers are facing new laws about the size of soda they can buy. Freedom is in danger and the appeals to the highest court in the land have failed.
But we would be mistaken and neglecting our heritage if we thought the Supreme Court had the final say. There is a higher court still and you do not need a law pedigree to have your case heard in it. Our forefathers were in the same position we face today. They had exhausted their appeals to King George and Parliament and freedom had been denied them. So they appealed to Heaven. And Heaven heard their cry.
Now is the time for their descendants to cast their appeal heavenward and ask the Judge of Heaven and earth to deliver His children and restore their freedom.
1 To you I call, O Lord my Rock;
do not turn a deaf ear to me.
For if you remain silent,
I will be like those who have gone down to the pit.
2 Hear my cry for mercy
as I call to you for help,
as I lift up my hands
toward your Most Holy Place.
3 Do not drag me away with the wicked,
with those who do evil,
who speak cordially with their neighbors
but harbor malice in their hearts.
4 Repay them for their deeds
and for their evil work;
repay them for what their hands have done
and bring back upon them what they deserve.
5 Since they show no regard for the works of the Lord
and what his hands have done,
he will tear them down
and never build them up again.
6 Praise be to the Lord,
for he has heard my cry for mercy.
7 The Lord is my strength and my shield;
my heart trusts in him, and I am helped.
My heart leaps for joy
and I will give thanks to him in song.
8 The Lord is the strength of his people,
a fortress of salvation for his anointed one.
9 Save your people and bless your inheritance;
be their shepherd and carry them forever.