There are days when I close my eyes, and I see her like this…,
She struggles against those who would pull her down and extinguish the light she has held aloft for so long. The torch has fallen and she reaches for it while the guttering flame casts eerie shadows all about her struggling form.
Her assailants rise above her, but who are they?
Who threatens the Goddess?
They do not hail from any foreign land. It is no invading army that threatens her reign. These are her own children, grown up in the light of freedom, which seek to break her will.
They love ‘the cross’ more than they do the Constitution and they are descended from the very same rabble who pulled down the statues of her brothers and sisters, looting the temples of ancient Rome, and murdering their priests.
How long before they rise up and try to pull down her greatest effigy?
They may call themselves “True Americans” and they may speak of our origins as a “Christian Nation”, but their claims are false. One cannot love Liberty while seeking to chain all men to the worship of a single god through false claims of tradition. Liberty breaks all chains and will tolerate no masters.
History will not bend to their will. Here is an image of the goddess, stamped into the coins of the American Revolution nearly a hundred years before anyone ever read the words “In God We Trust”…,
Her enemies, her wayward children, they fume and they howl in their impotent rage. They seek to twist the laws of the land to reflect their own vision of a world that will never be. They will not rest until their God rules unquestioned over the whole of the land, but they don’t understand that he can never rule here. This nation was born in Liberty, and if you thrust her aside, if her divine light is extinguished, the nation dies with her.
They may have the one, or the other, but never both.
This nation, these United States, belong to Liberty.
She stands, the Goddess in the Harbor of our greatest city, shining her light out for all the world to see. Over four million people a year make pilgrimage to her great statue, her weathered copper shrine. I have only ever come this close…,
I hope one day to return and gaze again upon Liberty Enlightening the World. And in the meantime, I hope that we, her children, will work to keep that flame burning brightly for all time. Remember her in your prayers, this Independence Day.
She is the promise made, that we must keep.