Again, a wonderful letter.I understand you care for this country very muchI had a strange encounter yesterday that some how was related to what you wrote.We hiked to an old remote graveyard.There was a small tree in the middle that was deadThere were other live trees around, this was the only dead one.On it were tinkling and whirring symbols in the windThere were shards of glass embedded into the bark of the tree.I knew that some occult person had been there.There were many Christian graves, so they desecrated it with the occultI threw away the glass shardsThey want Christ to die and they cursed this place.I prayed against that.But it is not about a country, it is about souls, all over the worldSatan may have our country for a while.But soon the whole world will be made over.I put my hope in that.America is headed for a time of great darkness until then.