Due to thunderstorms that prevailed over Middle Tennessee yesterday, I got to see fireworks on the 5th of July. They were great.
They actually were. From where I was seated, I felt like I was right underneath all the colorful explosions, like a canopy of color.
I realize that the 5th of July isn’t an actual holiday, but it should be. We as Americans shouldn’t choose to celebrate freedom only one day a year and then take it for granted the other 364 days (365 on those oddball leap years).
Freedom is precious. It may be free to you and me, but it wasn’t free. Somebody paid for it.
Men and women paid for it with their sacrifice of time and service, blood and (sometimes) their very lives. They died so we could have the freedoms we take for granted.
Ultimately, all freedom comes from the Ultimate Sacrifice, Jesus who…
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