January 20, 2021 emotions were high in the home of the brave & land of the free. Today, I am not a democrat nor am I a republican. I am a citizen of the United States of America and an ambassador of Heaven. Heaven is a Kingdom where truth and justice prevail. Faith, hope, and love always reign supreme.
According to Marriam-Webster, the definition of an “Ambassador” is (2 Corinthians 5:17-20):
1: an official envoy
especially : a diplomatic agent of the highest rank accredited to a foreign government or sovereign as the resident representative of his or her own government or sovereign or appointed for a special and often temporary diplomatic assignment.
2: a : an authorized representative or messenger
b : an unofficial representative
In order to represent a person, place, or thing you need to be present with it. You need to know what you know, you know? You need to know how to re-present what has been presented to you in order for proper representation to the ones you’re presenting it to. If it’s a Kingdom, how close are you to the King? Have you walked the streets, breathed the air, or tasted and seen?
Do you want the King’s royal robe & signet ring?
I am an ambassador from where hope’s held high. Where joy is rewarded like a medals of honor & fear has nowhere to hide. This is where peace and wisdom constantly steady guide. This is where the only eminent domain is to take lies off the land of your mind. Where truth is the rate of exchange.
Sonship is the only certification for this ambassadorship.
Sound too good to be true? Maybe so? Or have we been conditioned to believe it’s not possible down here below? What if we’re not underneath but already within? What if it’s in reach waiting for you to begin? When do we break off chains of old to try something new? To test if what “they” always said is even actually true?
A new day has dawned in America.
It’s time to dream big dreams and let hope arise too. To discover what’s available in all of the higher truths. It’s in the way we can love each other and seeking justice where justice is due.
Holy Spirit lead the way as we have so much to do.
Let us speak what we hear Heaven say and do what we see in Heaven to do. Let us pray for our leaders and hope for the best to come through. (1Timmothy 2:1-7)
My fellow American’s, let’s stand together united for our nations common good. Let us be known for our brotherly love, not hate that ensues. I will start here by congratulating the new change in guard. I’ll pray for the staff and the new chief in charge. I solemnly swear to do my part to love.
Amanda Gorman, you are an ambassador of light. You breathed inspirational magic into the air. Thank you for allowing us to catch a glimpse of your rising star as it climbs the atmosphere.
“The Hill We Climb”
When day comes we ask ourselves,
where can we find light in this never-ending shade?
The loss we carry,
a sea we must wade
We’ve braved the belly of the beast
We’ve learned that quiet isn’t always peace
And the norms and notions
of what just is
Isn’t always just-ice
And yet the dawn is ours
before we knew it
Somehow we do it
Somehow we’ve weathered and witnessed
a nation that isn’t broken
but simply unfinished
We the successors of a country and a time
Where a skinny Black girl
descended from slaves and raised by a single mother
can dream of becoming president
only to find herself reciting for one
And yes we are far from polished
far from pristine
but that doesn’t mean we are
striving to form a union that is perfect
We are striving to forge a union with purpose
To compose a country committed to all cultures, colors, characters and
conditions of man
And so we lift our gazes not to what stands between us
but what stands before us
We close the divide because we know, to put our future first,
we must first put our differences aside
We lay down our arms
so we can reach out our arms
to one another
We seek harm to none and harmony for all
That even as weLet the globe, if nothing else, say this is true:
That even as we grieved, we grew
That even as we hurt, we hoped
tired, we tried
That we’ll forever be tied together, victorious
Not because we will never again know defeat
but because we will never again sow division
Scripture tells us to envision
that everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree
And no one shall make them afraid
If we’re to live up to our own time
Then victory won’t lie in the blade
But in all the bridges we’ve made
That is the promised glade
The hill we climb
If only we dare
It’s because being American is more than a pride we inherit,
it’s the past we step into
and how we repair it
We’ve seen a force that would shatter our nation
rather than share it
Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy
And this effort very nearly succeeded
But while democracy can be periodically delayed
it can never be permanently defeated
In this truth
in this faith we trust
For while we have our eyes on the future
history has its eyes on us
This is the era of just redemption
We feared at its inception
We did not feel prepared to be the heirs
of such a terrifying hour
but within it we found the power
to author a new chapter
To offer hope and laughter to ourselves
So while once we asked,
how could we possibly prevail over catastrophe?
Now we assert
How could catastrophe possibly prevail over us?
We will not march back to what was
but move to what shall be
A country that is bruised but whole,
benevolent but bold,
fierce and free
We will not be turned around
or interrupted by intimidation
because we know our inaction and inertia
will be the inheritance of the next generation
Our blunders become their burdens
But one thing is certain:
If we merge mercy with might,
and might with right,
then love becomes our legacy
and change our children’s birthright
So let us leave behind a country
better than the one we were left with
Every breath from my bronze-pounded chest,
we will raise this wounded world into a wondrous one
We will rise from the gold-limbed hills of the west,
we will rise from the windswept northeast
where our forefathers first realized revolution
We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states,
we will rise from the sunbaked south
We will rebuild, reconcile and recover
and every known nook of our nation and
every corner called our country,
our people diverse and beautiful will emerge,
battered and beautiful
When day comes we step out of the shade,
aflame and unafraid
The new dawn blooms as we free it
For there is always light,
if only we’re brave enough to see it
If only we’re brave enough to be it
-Amanda Gorman
May God Bless America from sea to shining sea.
“Ambassador.” Merriam-Webster.com Dictionary, Merriam-Webster, https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/ambassador. Accessed 20 Jan. 2021.
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