All For Freedom

In the truest sense, freedom cannot be bestowed; it must be achieved.
--Franklin D. Roosevelt

I stood there, with my hand over my heart as I watched the casket go by, draped in red, white, and blue. I could not stop the tears from swelling. I did not know her, but I loved her. She was one, among thousands, who had given their lives for this great country of America. All for our freedom, for our families, and for our happiness. I dedicate this to her.
She was a young woman who was killed overseas while protecting this country. It yanked at my heart strings because she was my age, starting the beginnings or her life. Yet, she gave me the opportunity, the GIFT, of FREEDOM.
Freedom isn't free! Someone has to pay the price. It is not bestowed upon us, but it is achieved. When I get down on my hands and knees tonight I will thank God for her choice to serve. I will thank Him for all the valiant men and women who fight for our liberty, for the mothers and fathers who wait strongly for their return, and for the wives, husbands, or children who sacrifice their most loved and cherished ones.

I am grateful for a Savior, who paid the ultimate price of freedom. I know that He died, that we may live. I know He made a sacrifice for sin. He made this sacrifice so we can see our loved ones again, and dwell forever in happiness.
This Independence Day, may we all thank God for the men and women who lay down their lives for freedom sake. And may we all thank God for the freeing power of his Son, Jesus Christ.