The bullet that just missed is a symbol of America and the great danger she is in, a warning shot that could have quickly led to a total rebellion. Such is the state of America, more perilous than anyone can know. Caught in the arms of the demonic, giving herself to every darkness, enjoying every illicit pleasure, totally unrestrained. The voice of religion quieted, no call to repentance, no ears attuned to the Spirit, a desert growing even more desolate.
Where is the spring of living water. Present but hidden. Sought by few. Yet the spring refuses to be dried up, or to be reconciled to the poisonous waters. Blessed are those who guard this stream. They are watchmen, remaining faithful at their posts.