Last night, we were driving home from downtown. On the way, we passed an Adult Bookstore - the only one in the City. It met with a huge amount of controversy and was closed and reopened, closed and reopened several times. Christians would lobby against it and the government would come down on it, forcing it to close. Then, their high-powered attorneys would get some injunction or something, and it would reopen. This went on for several years.
Everytime we passed by it, which was at least twice weekly (to and from church), I'd pray against it, asking the Lord to close it down and to keep that evil out of our city. Many other people were doing the same thing. After two years or so of the closing-reopening cycles, it went completely out of business. Interestingly enough, they always flew a HUGE American flag out front, which they didn't remove when they closed the doors for the last time.
Don commented, after driving by last night, that the flag was pretty tattered. It was old, torn, and faded. The analogy simply jumped into my mind.
Isn't that exactly what Adult Bookstores do to the flag? They stomp on our freedom, taking advantage of it for evil purposes, using the freedom hard-fought for by many, including those who gave their lives, for their own selfish purposes while slowly but surely shredding the flag that allows that freedom. As I thought about that torn, dirtied flag, I realized that everytime we choose to misappropriate freedom or treat it fast and loose, we do the same thing.
Our flag should do more than just remind us of our country. It should remind us of our awsome, moral responsibility to hold it high by our every action.
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