Two great days the Church celebrates in May: the glorious Ascension of our Lord, Jesus Christ to Heaven to the right hand of God, the Father Almighty. Now, our great High Priest for us, making all things ready for the day when He shall gather us all up to Heaven at the Rapture, all who have put their trust in Him. That’s 21 centuries of believers; all the dead who sleep in Christ, and all the living today.
The second great event was the coming of God, the Holy Spirit at Pentecost to the disciples of Jesus who were waiting in Jerusalem of Judea way back in the year 33 A.D. after Jesus’s resurrection and ascension. And that was the beginning of the Church and the Church Age, the Age of Grace whereby for 21 centuries, almost 2,000 years, all over the world, God the Father through the Holy Spirit is calling people to his Son, Jesus Christ unto the forgiveness of sins and life everlasting. Despite the unholy direction the church is heading in these times, God is still calling people everywhere to his Son.
Glory be to God in the highest, and peace on earth to His people. Thank you Heavenly Father for all the blessings you give us each and every day, and all the mighty acts you have done throughout history beginning with your creation of heaven and earth and all things seen and unseen in just six glorious days. Thank you Lord for all the many miracles that only You can do. Thank you Lord for healing and recovery. Thank you Lord for family and children and friends and life and worship and praise and Bible believing churches. Thank you Lord for all the precious saints who have died in faith, and for all the precious ones alive today. Thank you Lord for restoration of families, and the family taking charge to combat the ills of society today that tries to stamp us out! Thank you Lord Jesus for giving us clarity of mind and heart against the confusion of sexual norms! Thank you Lord that we can stand firm and have drawn the line and shall not be moved, no matter what! Abortion is murder! I pray for the souls of those conceived and never born; I thank you Lord that you take each and every one of these precious babies up to you in Heaven where we will see them one day soon.
O, LORD, Almighty God please help our country and its people at this time of crises when demonic activity is increasing, when right is wrong, and wrong is right! When lawlessness prevails! When evil and wickedness in all its forms is dominating the thoughts of people. And wicked people are trying to wreck our nation with their evil and wicked, godless ways! Only you, LORD God Almighty, Father and Son, Jesus Christ, and Holy Spirit, One GOD, our GOD, can cleanse our great nation, America!
Therefore, may God bless America this Memorial Day now in our time of need and action as I set forth with blessings these immortal words that define us as a nation and people:
God Bless America
God bless America, land that I love. Stand beside her and guide her, Through the night with the light from above.
From the mountains to the prairies, to the oceans white with foam, God bless America, my home sweet home. GOD BLESS AMEICA, MY HOME SWEET HOME.
America The Beautiful (Words by Katharine Lee Bates, 1904)
O beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain; for purple mountain majesties above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed His grace on thee, and crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea.
O beautiful for heroes proved in liberating strife, who more than self their country loved, and mercy more than life! America! America! May God thy gold refine, till all success be nobleness, and every gain divine.
O beautiful for patriot dream that sees beyond the years thine alabaster cities gleam, undimmed by human tears! America! America! God mend thine every flaw, confirm thy soul in self-control, thy liberty in law.
AMERICA (Words by Samuel F. Smith, 1832)
My country, ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing; land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrims’ pride, from every mountainside let freedom ring!
My native country thee, land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love Thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills, my heart with rapture thrills, like that above.
Let music swell the breeze, and ring from all the trees sweet freedom’s song; let mortal tongues awake; let all that breathe partake; let rocks their silence break, the sound prolong.
Our fathers’ God, to Thee, author of liberty, to Thee we sing; long may our land be bright with freedom’s holy light; protect us by Thy might, great God, our King.
May God bless all who love the Lord Jesus Christ and love His appearing; in the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit,