Paul, the apostle, had spoken to the Galatians in the early 50’s AD in chapter 3 – “O you foolish Galatians” . . .   They had at one time trusted Jesus Who had not left this earth all that long ago, and now Paul was chiding them that they no longer had the clarity of who the crucified Jesus was.  It was as though they had been bewitched, Paul said.  Truly they had lost their first love and certainly had no feasible capacity to let others see the surety of His ‘love with their lives’.

August is the month of my birth.  Yup – I was an ‘August baby’.  Nearly every birthday after I was a grown up, my mother would tell me, ‘how I suffered with you’ (giving birth)!  I’m thinking that it was one of those terribly hot August dawg-days – and I’m sure with no air conditioning, it was brutal.  But really, Mum?!  She would say, though, that I was ‘awfully cute’.  I’ll take that.

God bless America, land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night with the light from above