On Tuesday night, an explosion happened.
In my heart.

A combustion of so much.

Mourning filled my heart.
Mourning for the country I know and love.
Mourning for condition of our heart.

Longing filled my heart.
Longing with my forefathers for a land free from tyranny, depravity, and persecution.
Longing for a wide and spacious land where freedom flows like milk and justice as honey.
But where else can I go? There is no other undiscovered land of promise.
My country, ’tis of thee, Sweet Land of liberty was the last place to stand.

Resolve filled my heart.
Resolve that I cannot give up. I can never give up.
I will fight for America. I will fight for righteousness, justice, and truth to fill our land again.
I will stand with the resolve of Wilberforce– and fight though it may cost my whole life.

Aching filled my heart. A heavenly ache.
Soon, oh so soon, I will be with Him!
Trying hard to focus on the task ahead but my heart will always be caught up with Him.
Just a little while longer, Jesus! Just a little while!
Hasten the day!