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Showing posts from August, 2019

America's best posture

Note: because the famous quote from the Statute of Liberty is in the news , I wanted to re-post a portion of a sermon I preached , partly on that topic, in September of 2015.   Most people are familiar with a couple lines of the poem that is written on a tablet within the pedestal on the Statute of Liberty in New York: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.”  The poem is called “The New Colossus” by the Jewish poet Emma Lazarus. Here’s the whole poem:   Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, with conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch,  whose flame is the imprisoned lightening,  and her name Mother of Exiles.   From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command  The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. “Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she with silent lips.  “Give me your tired, your poor,  Y