I love America. Seriously, I do.
I love America so much it hurts sometimes.
There is something about the spacious streets here, the proud square houses, that is distinctly American. That you can’t find anywhere else on Earth.
There is something about the people here in America. A resilient strength of spirit and character, born of countless unspoken stories of tragedy and triumph.
But it hurts sometimes.
It hurts when I look into the eyes of a proud citizen begging in the streets. Especially when it’s a war veteran. Especially when it’s someone who used to be very capable.
It hurts when I’m on the phone listening to one of our people come near tears because illness struck their family and they can’t pay the bills.
It hurts when I hear a friend or a relative lament that the “good old days” of the American economy are gone, and that there are no jobs left for our people anymore because they’ve all been shipped overseas.
It hurts because it doesn’t have to be that way. We have always been an adventurous, innovative, adaptable people, capable of handling adversity. And there is still plenty of work to be done to improve the nation and the world.
Starting the work for free often leads to getting the job for pay. I’ve seen this happen time and again, because it is a timeless principle that you must get back what you give, and you must give back what you get.
Working for free can be the way out of financial debt. (And just so there’s no confusion, by this I mean real volunteer work or some other way of adding value to people’s lives for free, not unprofitable business activities or allowing yourself to be exploited by an employer.) You focus on adding genuine value to the universe by your actions. These actions then return value to you, until you have everything you want.
My vision is to see this great nation working again, and working for good. I want to see the slaves and the oppressed rise up and see their value. To put away the TV and the liquor bottles, come out into the world and live.
This is how I’ve decided to come out and live.
What about you?