two of my favorite people - one eighty years old and one three years old - both proudly waved the flag while the older taught the younger how to sing God Bless America.
a weekend surrounded by family reminded me of what's important in life - loving God and loving people. it also reminded me that we are a blessed people whose freedom has come at a price. people sacrifice their lives so that we can get groceries without fear of being caught in a cross fire, and we can get on our public transportation without a bomb threat, and we can speak freely of our faith in Jesus without being put to death or scrutinized, and we can fall peacefully asleep at 10pm and wake up at 7am without fearing for our lives during those hours.
on the 8th of july, i crossed the border from el paso into mexico with my dad for the afternoon and was immediately reminded of how grateful I am that our country is clean and safe, as mexico is in the midst of a daunting drug battle. we are so privileged. i am proud to be an American and i salute those who have served and are serving to ensure our freedom. The challenge now is to go to those places where people do not have freedom and peace and to impart what we know to be true of a life with Jesus, so that they too may have the opportunity to live with blessed assurance.
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