"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. The wretched refuse of you teamming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
lets be honest, America does not want the tired the poor or the huddled masses anymore.
But I know someone who does. My sweet God wants all of us, just as we are. He always has open arms and a light on for us to follow!
I pray that our country never becomes a place where the name of Jesus is outlawed, but even if it does I know a place where I will always be free to worship Him and where we are all welcome! HIS kingdom.
All my girls are Americans and thats wonderful, but all my girls belong to Jesus' and that is even more wonderful!
