236 years ago, America was born and later became the most blessed nation on the face of the earth. America was born because 56 men were willing to put their lives, their fortunes (those that had one), their honor, and their reputations on the line for true liberty and freedom. They knew that if this rebellion that they had fermented failed, they would all die at the hands of the British. Britain did not accept rebellion lightly. The British government had tried to intrude in every aspect of their lives, and these men finally had enough.
Those 56 men (and some very patriotic women) convinced their fellow settlers that freedom from tyranny was worth ANY price, even the cost of life itself. Not knowing where this new experiment would lead them, at least they knew where continued compliance would result in. They could choose to live as free people on their feet, or be subjects on their knees to tyranny. They faced the most formidable army in the world, the best trained, the best armed, and the most experienced, as well as the strongest naval forces afloat. What made them think that they, nothing more than a ragtag bunch of farmers with all manner of firearms, could accomplish anything against such a master?
They had nothing but their will, their dreams, and a yearning to be the masters of their own destinies. They started out with no allies, no supplies, no uniforms, and no leadership, and still they fought, and sacrificed, and died. They continued on when everything told them that their situation was hopeless, and yet the fire in their souls would not be quenched; they fought on. Men with no shoes, bloody feet, and very little to eat survived through that brutal winter, and the next, and the next until one day they realized that they had won.
America’s enemies have learned the hard way that we do not bode fools lightly. Our blood and treasure have been spent on every shore across this great big world in defense of America and freedom-loving people everywhere. Through the generations, good men and women were willing to put themselves in harm’s way to make sure that the next generation of Americans would be able to taste the same degree of freedom that they and their forefathers had enjoyed. I know this personally because I had a 19-yr. old uncle who gave his life in the Korean War. All my mother’s brothers and my dad were servicemen and served honorably.
So, Independence Day is a remembrance of how blessed we were as a nation. A time to reflect back on those we loved and those we never knew other than through the history books, who gave so much of themselves so that we would remain free…….until now. We used to be proud of our heritage, our achievements, our prosperity, and our standing in the world. We were once proud of how tolerant we were of other people’s beliefs and values, and we welcomed them here to America to enjoy the sweet life of liberty as God had protected and blessed us.
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