I hope everyone enjoyed the 4th of July. We celebrated by taking our kids swimming and then watching fireworks on Tuesday in a town south of us and then headed north on the 4th to watch another fireworks display. It was a nice family celebration.
I wonder, though, if I truly understand the cost that was paid for my freedom. I'm so thankful I can live in a country that allows me so many freedoms, many of which I'm sure, I take for granted. How many people have given up their lives so I can continue to worship as I choose, or say what's on my mind, or write what's in my heart? Do I view freedom the same way as those who watched their comrades die in a distant land or lost an arm, a leg, or eyesight? Do I honor and protect my freedom and the freedom of others with the same vigilance and determination as those who put their lives on the line? And, have I taught my children to respect our freedom and the people who've fought and died for it?
I hope we can all ponder on what freedom truly means, not only as Americans, but also as children of God.