No doubt many of you will know where our understanding of the phrase "line in the sand" comes from, but for those who don’t, let me tell you a story.
In March of 1836 the situation inside the Spanish mission, the Alamo, was hopeless. There were thousands of Mexican soldiers outside of the Alamo waiting for the order from Mexican General Santa Anna to attack. Colonel William Travis had a whopping 189 men within the Alamo. Colonel Travis knew, as well as everyone else, that unless help arrived that they would soon be dead.
Colonel Travis was not really a military man, he was a lawyer, but he was a student of history and understood that typically the army on the outside usually prevailed against the army on the inside.
On March 5th, 1836 Colonel Travis gathered together those within the walls of the Alamo and said these incredible words,
"We must die … Our business is not to make a fruitless effort to save our lives but to choose the manner of our death".
Colonel Travis laid out their options, they could surrender and face execution, they could try to fight their way out and be executed, or they could "remain in this fort and resist every assault and to sell our lives as dearly as possible".
It was then that Colonel Travis drew his sword, pointed it to the ground, slowly drew a line in the sand and then looked at those 189 who were there with him and said,
"I now want every man who is determined to stay here and die with me to come across this line".
Tapley Holland was the first to cross the line. Though he was a young man, he spoke these incredible words "I am ready to die for my country".
Each man was faced with the glaringly obvious fact that they were going to die and yet all but two crossed over the line that Travis had drawn in the sand.
One of then was Commander Jim Bowie. Bowie could not physically cross the line himself becase he was gravely ill so he asked some of his men to carry him over the line. This left only one who did not cross the line, a man by the name of Louis Moses Rose, a French soldier. Later that night Rose managed to flee the Alamo and somehow make it through enemy lines. He fled to Louisiana and lived out his days.
Every Texan and many Americans knows what happened the next morning. On March 6th of 1836 General Santa Anna and his forces breached the wall and killed everyone.
I first heard this story as a child, it moved me then and it still moves me to this very day. Even now, I have a tear in my eye as I think about it.
The story of the Alamo is not unlike the story of the US Revolution, the "founding fathers" pledged to one another and to the cause of freedom, "their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor".
How can I enjoy the freedoms that they made possible without demanding the same resolve of myself? It was Thomas Jefferson who said in 1787,
"The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.".
Are we at a pivotal moment in the history of our country where "liberty" has been left to die on the vine?
Are we to sit idly by while the lumberjacks of marxism use their axes to topple that tree?
Are we to gaze endlessly into our phones while witches and warlocks of the New World Order use their potions to poison that tree?
Do we accommodate those who would topple that tree and then burn the roots so that it never begins to grow again? Or do we draw a line in the sand?
Is this the moment when the tree of liberty needs to be refreshed? Is now the time to pledge to the cause of liberty our lives, fortunes, and sacred honor?
If not, when?
What event must happen for you to draw a line in the sand? What is it that we are waiting for that will be THE moment when we declare ENOUGH?
How many more encroaches by local and State governments? How long must we endure our Senators and Representatives both ignoring and mocking us? How many more criminal acts need to be swept under the D.C. rug before we DEMAND justice?
Is there a moment when you would cross a line drawn in the sand? Or have we become so dependent on government that we scoff at the mere idea.
We so easily lay aside common sense to accommodate those who would kill us. We are more fearful of offending the marxists than we are of offending our own heritage and conscience. We have become satisfied with only the illusion of freedom the same way that man can become satisfied with pornography instead of a relationship with a real human being.
The thing is, if we do not draw a line in the sand and challenge ourselves to make our stand, then one day our enemies will draw a line in the sand and if you do not choose to side with them they will kill you.
I do not know about you, but I choose to give my all to this holy cause of liberty. I choose to draw a line in the sand. I choose to defend the tree of liberty and if necessary refresh it with my own blood.
Please forgive the disorganized nature of this post, it was written while grieving for our nation.