Reflections from the Reflecting Pool 8-28 Rally
Aug 30, 2010 7:26:56 GMT -5
Post by NCFREEDOM on Aug 30, 2010 7:26:56 GMT -5
Reflections from the Reflecting Pool, Washington, DC 8-28-2010
by Tyson Ruble
Amy, my two daughters, Kelsey and Emily and I returned from Washington DC yesterday afternoon after experiencing a top ten event of our lives. To focus completely on the Restoring Honor Rally would not be adequate of my reflections. I believe a commentary on events surrounding our visit and exercising of our first amendment rights is even more insightful.
Our adventure began with a visit to the National Archives to see our founding documents. To describe the National Archives and the Rotunda as a museum is an injustice to the true atmosphere of this hallowed hall. It was not a museum visit for us but almost a spiritual reflection of these honored documents and the men who risk their lives, fortunes and sacred honor to establish these documents for us. Those of you who have visited the Archives; I hope you had the same sense of reverence and place of honor the Rotunda offers.
My joy and excitement in the opportunity in a chance to view our heritage was met with a mixed sense of sadness and irony. Viewing the individual documents excited my patriotism to think that those who we read about in history books actually touched and wrote the words on these documents 234 years ago. When I saw the actual Declaration of Independence, Constitution and Bill of Rights I found myself straining to see the actual words, not because of my aging eyesight, not because the level of light, but because of the fading ink on the aging parchment. The words no longer stand out with boldness. The ravages of time have faded the ink. I compared my feelings to the current state of the nation and pondered, does the fading ink reflect the fading greatness of our republic or does our fading republic reflect the ink? Are they in some strange, Twilight Zone episode way tied eternally together? Mystically fading away together? It saddened me to think so. These were my thoughts through out the day on Friday.
The boldness of the ink may be fading but the strength of the founder’s intent and freedoms must be preserved at all costs. And these were my thoughts as we left for the Restoring Honor Rally in the shadow of the Washington Monument, the thousands upon thousands of patriotic Americas rallying to this location, exercising their first amendment rights to assemble, express their grievances, express their belief in God and strive to restore our Nation to its once greatness. Make no mistake, the 500,000 people or more in attendance were inspiring, to stand arm to arm with people from all 50 states, from all walks of life, from young to old was an experience of a lifetime. As we came home, I told Amy, Kelsey and Emily that they were all apart of history now, that even though their names may not be written into the history books, but like the thousands that fought for our independence they are honored along side them. There was no hatred, racism, or political speeches made. There were no politicians, except for Sarah Palin, speaking. And her speech was primarily as a mother of a combat soldier in Iraq. The speeches came from citizens, both white and black. They honored God and Jesus Christ, they came to honor fallen soldiers and those who serve and have served our nation in her defense. Speakers, whether black or white received standing applause in their statements of honoring the freedoms and liberties of our country. It was truly an event that no words can adequately describe.
There is hope for our country and I am proud to say through Faith, Hope and Charity we can start to restore our nation. We must start somewhere, and what better way than to seek and return to God.
Tyson Ruble
by Tyson Ruble
Amy, my two daughters, Kelsey and Emily and I returned from Washington DC yesterday afternoon after experiencing a top ten event of our lives. To focus completely on the Restoring Honor Rally would not be adequate of my reflections. I believe a commentary on events surrounding our visit and exercising of our first amendment rights is even more insightful.
Our adventure began with a visit to the National Archives to see our founding documents. To describe the National Archives and the Rotunda as a museum is an injustice to the true atmosphere of this hallowed hall. It was not a museum visit for us but almost a spiritual reflection of these honored documents and the men who risk their lives, fortunes and sacred honor to establish these documents for us. Those of you who have visited the Archives; I hope you had the same sense of reverence and place of honor the Rotunda offers.
My joy and excitement in the opportunity in a chance to view our heritage was met with a mixed sense of sadness and irony. Viewing the individual documents excited my patriotism to think that those who we read about in history books actually touched and wrote the words on these documents 234 years ago. When I saw the actual Declaration of Independence, Constitution and Bill of Rights I found myself straining to see the actual words, not because of my aging eyesight, not because the level of light, but because of the fading ink on the aging parchment. The words no longer stand out with boldness. The ravages of time have faded the ink. I compared my feelings to the current state of the nation and pondered, does the fading ink reflect the fading greatness of our republic or does our fading republic reflect the ink? Are they in some strange, Twilight Zone episode way tied eternally together? Mystically fading away together? It saddened me to think so. These were my thoughts through out the day on Friday.
The boldness of the ink may be fading but the strength of the founder’s intent and freedoms must be preserved at all costs. And these were my thoughts as we left for the Restoring Honor Rally in the shadow of the Washington Monument, the thousands upon thousands of patriotic Americas rallying to this location, exercising their first amendment rights to assemble, express their grievances, express their belief in God and strive to restore our Nation to its once greatness. Make no mistake, the 500,000 people or more in attendance were inspiring, to stand arm to arm with people from all 50 states, from all walks of life, from young to old was an experience of a lifetime. As we came home, I told Amy, Kelsey and Emily that they were all apart of history now, that even though their names may not be written into the history books, but like the thousands that fought for our independence they are honored along side them. There was no hatred, racism, or political speeches made. There were no politicians, except for Sarah Palin, speaking. And her speech was primarily as a mother of a combat soldier in Iraq. The speeches came from citizens, both white and black. They honored God and Jesus Christ, they came to honor fallen soldiers and those who serve and have served our nation in her defense. Speakers, whether black or white received standing applause in their statements of honoring the freedoms and liberties of our country. It was truly an event that no words can adequately describe.
There is hope for our country and I am proud to say through Faith, Hope and Charity we can start to restore our nation. We must start somewhere, and what better way than to seek and return to God.
Tyson Ruble