America, WE WON'T GIVE UP ON YOU

​If a group of hungry soldiers, barefoot in winter, with rags for clothes could press on through the snow, wind, and rain to win a victory for George Washington … then I too can withstand the storm.

If a nation, deeply divided North vs South, family against family, industries, economies and lives hanging in the balance … I can press on amongst the tension.

If a people in a new land, braved standing up to a tyrant king across the ocean because they foresaw the potential of a completely free nation, I can press on among the government overreach.

If a woman could be strategic to be in the right place, on the right bus, in the right time, to overturn a massive mark on our society where all Americans could be free, I can press on to take a stand as well.

If men and women pressed through the western frontier, encountered uncertainties, faced down odds, lost spouses, held dying children, had their only livelihood destroyed in a storm, yet happily lived in mud huts with the hope of a better tomorrow - I too can endure hardship to make a better future.

My nation’s history demands that I not surrender, that I not acquiesce, that I not grow apathetic or despondent. My nation’s history paints a picture of what warriors look like, of what grit in America means, and why what we have demands we continue to press on.

As we transition into another chapter of America, my heart grieves. Not just because “my candidate lost” but I recognize what the opposition’s win could mean for the days ahead. I recognize their danger before they do and it saddens me.

In addition, my heart is sorrowful for any fellow Republicans that did not stand up for the man who is pro-life and instead allowed a man and a party who champions death in the womb to win. They demonstrated to me what really matters to them: they care more about the nice words and polite tones, than they do about the babies hanging on for life in their mama’s wombs. Give me a mean man who stands for truth any day over a nice one who waffles and waves in the wind. Their weak actions will cause more warriors to rise.  And those who supported the wrong man will wish they could go back and choose again.

When I look at this flag, or the cemeteries marked with heroes sacrifice, or the friends who still wear the uniform, and the families who still pray for their safe return: I know that America is more than just an election. It is more than just a moment in time. It is more than something that will crumble under heat and pressure. I despise the voices that say “all is lost and America is done.” No, my friend. This is the moment we do our finest work: it is now our time to shine.

I do pity the liberals: they have played their cards, showed their hands, and there is no father place they can grovel to for the sake of power and control. They are not showing just their playbooks, but a glimpse at their souls. For that I weep. They were meant, by God, to do so much more than this.

I also pity the men and women who, whether in churches, or halls of Congress, or businesses, or homes have chosen their “side” — they have shown their colors. They have identified what they truly believe, who they truly are, and their lack of integrity has been exposed. I am grieved.

No, Trump is not my Savior. America is not my god. The Republican Party is not my safe haven. And yes, I’m a grown up. I can handle a loss. I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again.

And yet I have great hope.

What you are about to see before you in the days, weeks, and months ahead - is far from a defeated American people. But you are about to witness the true, American grit. You are about to experience the finest America has to offer.

The true Americans have been busy building their businesses, tending to their homes, caring for their own. They had hoped that government would resolve itself. Some had been misled, others deceived, and some just didn’t care to tune in. But they are tuned in now.

And I smile: the liberals have no idea what kind of defeat is coming their way. Because with the spirit of the band of brothers who fought with George Washington, with the grit of the patriot who explored the wild frontier, with the dedication of the Paul Reveres who saw the danger and sounded the alarm that the opposition was coming, the American patriot spirit is rising and it is rising in full force. I pity anyone who gets in the way.

America is not “Trump’s domain.” It is my domain. It is my home. It is the land my grandpas’ fought to defend. It is the land my father served so valiantly in Vietnam. I was born here and I will die here. It is my America — and I will not back down or quit.

It is the land of the free, and the home of the brave. It has never been about one policy or one man. It’s about a spirit. It’s about a spirit that says, life has dignity at every stage, individual freedom is a treasure, personal responsibility is an honor, family structures are fragile and worthy of defense, freedom of conscience and religion and virtue is a must, freedom of speech a holy grail.

We have seen in 2020 what really matters to us. We have been reminded of why freedom counts, of why worshipping with one another is important, of why individual decisions for the care of our loved ones is an honor, the value of our time, that community is needed, the significance of being able to invest your dollar in the restaurant or business of your choice, and that technology isn’t enough.


We have been reminded of what matters. We see with clearer eyes, and softer hearts. We have had to humble ourselves, after being humbled. We have had to admit we don’t know it all. We have had to be reminded government had become too big… and that we do truly need one another in our community.

To the liberals who planned the schemes, and the Republicans who played to their hand, to the progressives who sowed your money, and the media who bantered their plans, to big tech who belittle your original purpose and every industry that snubbed truth and freedom for power and control  - I say thank you.

Thank you for showing us your best. Thank you for playing your worst. Thank you for pressing us and stretching us and refining us.

We are better for it. And today we stand united.

Today we stand tall. We know - a better future is coming. Because American Patriots are rising.

To the opposition that thinks your “one world order” now works - and that the Democrats are in control, I smile. I smile huge smiles. Because you have no idea what is coming. You have planned in the darkness and you have been found wanting.

We are stepping in the light and truth is on our side, God is on our side, and you should be very concerned.

In the spirit of the World War II heroes that ran up the hill in Normandy, the women who doned their manufacturing gear to make planes for the battle, the minds that created car industries, developed the trains, launched the first airplanes and sent us to space: we will not surrender.

These are our ancestors. These are our freedom fighters. Their blood runs in our DNA.

So no, America, I do not give up on you today. This is just a chapter of our story. Together, we move forward in great hope and great resolve, with anticipation, peace, and confidence.

American patriots are rising.

We won’t give up on you!

- Amy Hawkins
amy@generationstrategies.com

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