AUSTRALIANS all – Let us rejoice!
I am a patriotic AUSTRALIAN. This is the country of my birth my father was born here but my grandparents came from Italy, England , Scotland. My father fought in the jungles of Papua New Guinea beside soldiers both Australian indigenous, and black jungle warriors from the wilds of inland New Guinea. Together they put their lives on the line to help protect these great south lands. from enemy takeover., I was taught that all humanity are of value and worth.
From all the lands on earth indeed many have come to call Australia home. To all who are Australian Citizens I say welcome. We are ALL AUZZIES together. I respect you and the Nations you come from with all my heart.,
I respect your various cultures and hear your national PRIDE. This Australia Day let’s understand our own culture and be thankful and grateful. RESPECT for our inherited culture is vital.
What is our deeply rooted in our DNA as folks who have made this land our home. It is CHRISTIAN. We have a great heritage and it should be highly respected.
We who are believers accept that our souls have an eternity destination and no earthly nation is our permanent home.
RESPECT Our belief includes all tribes, tongues an peoples.
A PROCLAMATION prophetic and powerful was made on a beach in Vanuatu in 1606 long before the lands were colonized.
Extract from “Discovering Australia’s Christian Heritage” – Col Stringer
Have you ever wondered why Australia was not colonised long before it was? Why didn’t the Muslims colonise this place, after all they were visiting our shores for hundreds of years before the Europeans came? And what about the Hindus? They came and colonised Bali, which is but a few hundred kilometres across the Arafura Sea from Australia’s north coast. Doesn’t it seem strange that this huge, almost vacant continent was left untouched for thousands of years? It’s almost as though this massive continent, situated in the most populated area on earth, was invisible. I believe, again like many of my ancestors, that God has kept this nation for Himself, for such a time as this.
Southland Of The Holy Spirit – An Honour Bestowed On No Other Nation
In the year 1606 Capt. Pedro Fernandez de Quiros gave this continent the name “Australia del Espiritu Santo” or literally “Southland of the Holy Spirit”. In the Bible Hebrew names not only indicate character but also happenings and even the destiny of those granted that name. What does this suggest for the destiny of Australia? No other nation on earth has been blessed with the title “South Land of the Holy Spirit”!
In fact de Quiros’s actual proclamation was as follows: “Let the heavens, the earth, the waters with all their creatures and all those present witness that I, Captain Pedro Fernandez de Quiros…..in the name of Jesus Christ …… hoist this emblem of the Holy Cross on which His (Jesus Christ’s) person was crucified and whereon He gave His life for the ransom and remedy of all the human race…. on this Day of Pentecost, 14 May 1606….. I, take possession of all this part of the South as far as the pole in the name of Jesus…. Which from now on shall be called the Southern lands of the Holy Ghost
…. and this always and forever ……and to the end that to all natives, in all the said lands, the holy and sacred evangel may be preached zealously and openly.” (Michael de Looper, Fernandez de Quiros, Understanding Our Christian Heritage).
The love of field and coppice,
Of green and shaded lanes.
Of ordered woods and gardens
Is running in your veins,
Strong love of grey-blue distance
Brown streams and soft dim skies
I know but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror –
The wide brown land for me!
A stark white ring-barked forest
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon.
Green tangle of the brushes,
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops
And ferns the warm dark soil.
Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart, around us,
We see the cattle die –
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady, soaking rain.
Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the Rainbow Gold,
For flood and fire and famine,
She pays us back threefold –
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.
An opal-hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land –
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand –
Though earth holds many splendours,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.
Dorothea Mackellar’s Poem expresses better than I can today. A Third generation Australian she lived through much heartache never forgot her Scottish ancestry but found the Core of something deep in OZ I pray the link I found where she is reading her poem downloads properly. I cant find it so I will close and return later.
HAPPY AUSTRALIA DAY to everyone where ever you may be! Keep looking up!