Given Birth To Failure

Consider that perhaps we as a nation are the Prodigal son that Jesus describes in the Gospel of Luke Chapter 15. Have Catholics taken their inheritance and run off to the pagan land of secularism? Have we squandered our faith, spending our time on the immorality of the modern world? Is Our Father left behind while we are succumbing to every temptation and hollow promises of our present day society? Will this global economic crash leave us with feeling like the pigs eat better than we do? Will we become so morally bankrupt that we will "come to our senses" and return home? This Lent pray for our Nation, who in many areas has abandoned God, left him for distant lands and squandered our faith on the prostitutes of wealth, pleasures, and indifference. Our Father is waiting on us. The famine will come and we will be left in the wake. The only choice is to return to Him. The alternative is to cave in and surrender to the evils of our pagan society and that will lead to ultimate doom and eternal damnation.
Psalm 7

LORD my God, in you I take refuge; rescue me; save me from all who pursue me,

Lest they maul me like lions, tear me to pieces with none to save.

LORD my God, if I am at fault in this, if there is guilt on my hands,

If I have repaid my friend with evil-- I spared even those who hated me without cause--

Then let my enemy pursue and overtake me, trample my life to the ground, and leave me dishonored in the dust. Selah

Rise up, LORD, in your anger; rise against the fury of my foes. Wake to judge as you have decreed.

Have the assembly of the peoples gather about you; sit on your throne high above them,

O LORD, judge of the nations. Grant me justice, LORD, for I am blameless, free of any guilt.

Bring the malice of the wicked to an end; uphold the innocent, O God of justice, who tries hearts and minds.

A shield before me is God who saves the honest heart.

God is a just judge, who rebukes in anger every day.

If sinners do not repent, God sharpens his sword, strings and readies the bow,

Prepares his deadly shafts, makes arrows blazing thunderbolts.

Sinners conceive iniquity; pregnant with mischief, they give birth to failure.

They open a hole and dig it deep, but fall into the pit they have dug.

Their mischief comes back upon themselves; their violence falls on their own heads.

I praise the justice of the LORD; I celebrate the name of the LORD Most High.