I have never celebrated President’s Day. It was always just another day that came and went in an otherwise cold, snowy Michigan winter. But this year was different. My soul was restless and I was curious as to why.

I joined Father Frank Pavone’s President’s Day mass on the internet. His message included the familiar story of Cain and Able and how we are our brother’s keeper, even if we don’t want to be bothered with the task. Not in a controlling or enabling way which is unhealthy for both parties, but by holding people accountable and helping where true help is needed. But this story applies not only to us as private citizens, but also to our representatives in political office. They are elected not to profit themselves and promote their agendas, but to represent us, We The People; to protect our lives and our freedoms.

A charge in which way too many politicians across the isle are failing miserably.

In case it isn’t obvious enough, killing unborn children is not protecting life. Allowing rioters to kill shop owners while plundering and destroying their businesses (ironically, in the name of free speech), is not protecting life. Censoring and threatening those who disagree with them on social platforms is not protecting freedom. Taking away our choices and abilities to protect ourselves is not protecting freedom. And it’s time the American people wake up and see what’s truly going on.

Then I tuned in to Right Side Broadcasting’s coverage of over a thousand people gathering in West Palm Beach, Florida to celebrate. Not the thief who holds claim to the office, but celebrating President Trump, his indomitable character, his love for the American people, his respect for our republic, and for all his accomplishments during his term that breathed new life into a land and economy that had been stifled by previous administrations.

An airplane flew overhead with a banner fluttering behind proclaiming, “We love you President Trump! Happy President’s Day!”

I ask you, When has an American President ever been so loved? People came from all over the country from as far as California, Texas, and Ohio to show their support. Thousands of others, like me, were joining remotely. “Trump! Trump! Trump! Trump! Trump!” the crowd cheered.

In reply, President Trump reciprocated his love and respect for the American people with an unexpected drive-by. With the excitement of a five-year-old on Christmas morning, his face pressed to the car window, our rightful president smiled and waved joyously at his ever loyal constituents, the exchange showcasing the indomitable spirit of America.

Every age group, every sex, and every ethnicity were present. A fifteen-year-old girl who had more common sense than many adults. A nineteen-year-old boy who said he wanted his future children to grow up in Trump’s America; a man originally from Germany welcomed into our country as a legal immigrant; and a black man saying that President Trump was the first president ever to hug him.

I wish I could remember all the stories shared by those gathered. So many touching tributes, so many incredible people, all gathered together as one body, one spirit. A true family made up of every skin color imaginable. A kaleidoscope of diversity, united in one accord.

And it was in the midst of this joviality that I realized what my soul was searching for.

Anger? Not here. Racism? Not here. Violence? Not here. Lies and deception? Not here. Only peace, joyfulness, and celebration. The celebration of one people gathered to pay tribute to the man who brought them all together.

So, it is with a full heart that I wish each and every one of you a Happy President’s Day. Why?

Because I live in a country where an unlikely private citizen can be elected president! I celebrate because of this incredible man, President Donald J. Trump and for his service to his people. And I celebrate because our founding fathers who, although imperfect men, had incredible insight into a system of checks and balances that would secure the lives and freedoms of every American for all time. I celebrate my country and the freedoms I’m promised by our constitution; I celebrate that I was alive to witness the peace with other nations and a thriving economy brought about by President Trump’s policies; and I celebrate our constitution and the founding fathers’ role in framing it.

And yet, in the midst of my celebrating, I’m concerned. Threat to our lives and freedoms does not come from outside our borders. It comes from within. The only danger we face, the only thing that can conquer and destroy this nation and this people are those who we elect into office.

So, we must ask ourselves: Are those currently in office honest? Trustworthy? Law-abiding? Seekers of good and not harm? Do they serve and protect we the people? Or, their own bank accounts and agendas? Do they stand up straight and true for what is right? Or, do they cower before those they fear?

Difficult questions that demand an honest answer.

And so, I cry out to almighty God for mercy. May God forgive us for our ignorance in letting thieves take over the White House and shamelessly promote their one world agenda, one in which our republic would stand no more; one in which we would belong to and be controlled by the ruling few and life as we know it would be forever gone.

May God wake us up before it’s too late. And may he remove the blinders that cover our eyes, ears, and hearts so that we can once again clearly differentiate between lies and truth; evil and good.

May God still, even in this uncertain hour of our nation, guide, bless, protect, and heal the United States of America and her people, while we are yet “one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.” (The Pledge of Allegiance of the United States of America)