I had "Papa" duties today, watching over Ruby and Clara. We played outside for hours: picking flowers for Charlie, flowers for Grammy and flowers for Amber. It was a beautiful morning.
As the kids played, I struck up a conversation with a Vietnam Vet about my age. His grandson was nearly as busy as my grand-kids so as they played we had time to talk. I was so impressed that I made notes on our conversation.
We talked a lot. "Religion" and "politics" dominated the list of topics we discussed, even though you're not supposed to discuss either one. He had done well in business and retired with a pile of money in the bank and a bunch of grand-kids to leave it to when he dies. He said he "got saved" a few years ago.
He was concerned about some of the new legislation coming out of our nation's capitol, worried about shifting policies, regulations and mandates.
"It's the 4th of July," he said. "My grandparents were immigrants. They came to America with nothing, learned a new language and scratched out a life for us. They knew the way to a better life for their family so they worked hard, confident their children could have what they didn't."
He hung his head a bit and lowered his voice as he looked at nothing in particular: "I'm not sure I know the way to a better life for my family. The rules are changing. Legislators are passing bills they haven't read and creating laws with implications no one understands. I don't think it's good for business and I don't think it's going to help my grand-kids. How can they win in life if they don't know the rules of the game?"
I assured him of two things; first, that I was grateful for his service to God and country and second, that the future of America is resting on the faithfulness of people like him, people who do what's right because it's the right thing to do.
I told him, "It's no different for you than it was for your grandparents. Your family's future is in your hands. Keep doing the next right thing."
He looked at me and said, "No pressure then, eh?"
I told him, "There will be hell to pay if you fail, so no, no pressure at all."
I thanked him again for his service to our country, wished him a "Happy 4th of July," and we went our separate ways.
When I got back to Amber's house it only took me five minutes to search The Federalist Papers and find James Madison's warning against making laws that cannot be understood and are passed before they're read.
The internal effects of a mutable policy are still more calamitous. It
poisons the blessing of liberty itself. It will be of little avail to the
people, that the laws are made by men of their own choice, if the laws be so
voluminous that they cannot be read, or so incoherent that they cannot be
understood; if they be repealed or revised before they are promulgated, or
undergo such incessant changes that no man, who knows what the law is to-day,
can guess what it will be to-morrow. Law is defined to be a rule of action; but
how can that be a rule, which is little known, and less fixed? ( #62 1788 )
Laws made by men can be so "voluminous" and "incoherent" that it's hard to comprehend what they mean today and difficult to guess what they'll be tomorrow.
But I have good news.
Though we're constrained by the mutable laws of men, those changing laws don't limit our vision or rule our hearts. Our freedoms can be limited when laws are made by men but certain unalienable rights are given by God, not men. Our Declaration of Independence says it this way:
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
I pray God will bless you on this Independence Day. In a world of shifting expectations I pray you and yours will experience the life-giving freedom of God's unchanging love. May God bless America.
Happy 4th of July.
Malachi 3:6-8 - “I am God—yes, I Am. I haven’t changed. And because I haven’t changed, you, the descendants of Jacob, haven’t been destroyed. You have a long history of ignoring my commands. You haven’t done a thing I’ve told you. Return to me so I can return to you,” says God-of-the-Angel-Armies.
“You ask, ‘But how do we return?’"
“Begin by being honest."