This past Saturday night, Glenn Beck handed me an original pair of spectacles that belonged to George Washington.
There are moments that stop you cold and remind you exactly what we’re fighting for. This was one of them. The man who led a ragged army through impossible odds, who refused to become a king when the world would have handed him one, who warned us about the dangers of faction and foreign entanglement.
Washington didn’t fight for his generation alone. He fought for every generation that would come after him. He fought for your children and your grandchildren. He fought for a country he would never fully see completed. That’s the weight of what he carried, and that’s the weight we carry now.
The future of this country is not guaranteed. It never has been. Every generation gets handed the torch and asked the same question: will you hold it or will you drop it? Right now, in this moment, that question has never been more urgent. Our institutions have been corrupted. Our borders have been exploited. Our children are being taught to be ashamed of the very flag Washington bled beneath.
But I’ll tell you what I felt holding those spectacles. I felt resolve. Washington put those lenses to his eyes so he could see clearly in the darkness of his time. That’s exactly what we’re called to do in ours, see clearly, stand firm, and refuse to surrender one inch of what he and every patriot after him purchased with their lives.
Thank you, Glenn.
