America is in something of a holiday family feud at the moment. Aunt Lucy has had too much to drink. Cousin Curtis has decided to finally speak his mind. And Niece Jenny has brought some chump who nobody likes, though he fits right in, his house being as miserable as this one. We desperately need the I AM to grab us by the collar and march us out back to have a word with us. That kind of answer from the LORD doesn't justify anyone in the fight. It doesn't resolve the conflict as much as it shows that the conflict is irrelevant. It opens new vistas, ones that make everyone pipe down and offer a humble sacrifice. When God finally speaks to us from the whirlwind, it is as if He opens a window that nobody knew was there in order to let in some fresh air, which we desperately need. It is quite stuffy.