Lately I keep thinking about the story of the Tower of Babel in Genesis (11:1-9).

At the time, the world spoke one language, and they began building a tower so high it would reach the heavens. Their desire was to make a name for themselves.

God saw this and decided that with a single language, nothing would be impossible for them. So he confused their language, causing them to abandon the tower and scatter throughout the world.

So why would I be thinking about the Tower of Babel now?

The United States is one of only a handful of countries that do not have a national language. As such, especially now, foreigners and immigrants (legal or otherwise) do not feel obligated to learn what’s been understood, if not legally mandated, our native tounge, which is English.

As such, we are quickly becoming a confused nation. It’s getting harder to communicate with one another. Even schools are bringing in interpreters into classrooms, because many students are not being taught to speak English. The current governor of Minnesota, Tim Walz, actually bragged that public school students speak over a hundred different languages, and I’m sure other states are no different.

This is an invasion of another sort, and if it continues, we will soon be forced to abandon the project that began as the United States of America a mere 250 years ago.