Kicking back in my favorite leather recliner and dozing offduring the Packers-Lions Thanksgiving Day NFL game.

Do we ever pause and realize how blessed we are to live in theUnited States of America?

It doesn’t get any better than this unless you’ve taken upresidence in Heaven. Amen.

How often do we gripe about rising gas prices, the economy andlong lines at the local shopping center. People consider it ahassel to drive up and down parking lots in search of a slot closerto the front door than the vehicle behind us.

In many Third World countries, residents have to walk miles tofind fresh water to drink. In America, we are more concerned aboutthe latest clothing sale or the neighbor’s new truck.

Was that 30 percent or 40 percent off the list price?

The USA is envied and hated across the world. We have prosperedfar beyond comprehension. Millions of people risk their life tryingto sneak into our country.

They are searching for their personal neon rainbow, thatglorified pot of gold.

Residents of the USA can raise and lower their home’sthemostats, according to their current mood. In other countries,mothers furtively hunt for any type of cloth to cover theirchildren during the freezing night.

We are the haves and they are the have-nots. They want what wetake for granted.

After burping that Thanksgivng meal and taking a nap, we risefrom the couch in search of pumpkin pie and ice cream.

On the other side of the globe, people are starving to death.They don’t have enough water or food to survive.

For sure, God has blessed the USA. Military men and women arefighting today on foreign soil to defend our freedoms. They areshedding American blood and killing Moslem terrorists on their hometurf so they don’t set foot on our shores.

Military strength is respected around the world. In other words,”Don’t tread on me.”

Certainly, this nation was founded on basic Christianprinciples. Pilgrims, patriots and pioneers depended on God and theHoly Bible to lead them in their daily walk across the newfrontier.

Nowadays, the ACLU is leading a march against Christian values,under the political disguise of equality and political correctness.Tax payers are unwittingly shelling out millions of dollars tofinance the ACLU attorneys and their secular agenda.

Public display of Nativity scenes has been forbidden in manycities across the USA, thanks to the ACLU. Aliens have more rightsthan citizens.

The public school system is steadily disintegrating as familyvalues continue to erode. Violence is rampant in many schools.Who’s your daddy?

There is an obvious lack of respect for educators because thereare no parents at home for the students to respect. Mom and dad areout having a good time. Let grandma raise the kids.

A teenager is credited with authoring this prayer of helplessfrustration. The Pledge of Allegiance and The Lord’s Prayer are notallowed in most public schools anymore. Because the word ‘God’ ismentioned.

Now I sit me down in school

Where praying is against the rule

For this great nation under God

Finds mention of Him very odd.

If Scripture now the class recites,

It violates the Bill of Rights.

And anytime my head I bow

Becomes a Federal matter now.

Our hair can be purple, orange or green,

That’s no offense; it’s a freedom scene.

The law is specific, the law is precise.

Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice.

For praying in a public hall

Might offend someone with no faith at all.

In silence alone we must meditate,

God’s name is prohibited by the state.

We’re allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,

And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.

They’ve outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible.

To quote the Good Book makes me liable.

We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,

And the ‘unwed daddy,’ our Senior King.

It’s ‘inappropriate’ to teach right from wrong,

We’re taught that such ‘judgments’ do not belong.

We can get our condoms and birth controls,

Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.

But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,

No word of God must reach this crowd.

It’s scary here I must confess,

When chaos reigns the school’s a mess.

So, Lord, this silent plea I make:

Should I be shot; My soul please take!