I cried the other day – not that that is anything very unusual for me because I am a BIG cry baby. I think sometimes I should have been given the neighborhood nickname “La Llorona” (The Crier). Anyways,to continue and set the scenario. I cried on Sunday while in church as we sang America the Beautiful. It was a beautiful thing. The room was filled with hundreds of people all singing this wonderful song, while in church. Not at a baseball stadium, in church. It was glorious! And then our Pastor followed that with songs representing every military armed service – the US Army, US Navy, US Air Force, US Coast Guard, US Marines – with the words to each song on huge screens in the front of us so we could sing along, as our military church members took turns walking up on the big stage as their respective song was sung, to be honored for their service. I didn’t even realize there were songs for each military service but as I sang them I recognized them. “From the halls of Montezuma to shores of Tripoli…”. That is the Marine service song. Did you know that? I never realized it till Sunday. While we sang these songs I cried even more as I saw brave men and women walk up to the front to be paid a small homage for the great sacrifice they made. As they stood before us I was reminded, by seeing these real everyday people, that they risked their lives for our great country and for us who are the members of this country. Forget the politics, forget the politicians, forget the elections, forget the budget deficits for a moment, just think about our great freedoms and the benefits we have from being a US citizen. And I cried again just thinking about those parents, children, brothers, and sisters who are not able to see their family members stand before them or beside them because they did not come back. They truly paid the ultimate sacrifice for us. As the Word says, “Greater love has no man, than this, that a man lay down his life for his friend.”
I say all this because I was so INSPIRED and so filled with pride as I sang and realized again for another year, because of the upcoming celebration of the 4th of July, that I am blessed to belong to something so great and so valued by so many that they will risk life and limb and family to come here.
I ask now. Does your country still INSPIRE you? I hope so. It’s a great feeling to be grateful for who you are, where you live, what you represent, and what freedoms you enjoy. And I hope you are INSPIRED to be the best citizen you can be because if everyone one of us ASPIRES to be a good citizen and an asset to this country we live and work in, this great country will continue to be just that, GREAT, and probably INSPIRING as well. HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!
I wish you an INSPIRED life!
Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn’t pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same.
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