Freedom



Today is the day we celebrate our independence and our freedom. (For my international friends, I know this is an American holiday but play along, ok?) My father served during Vietnam. My grandfather was in WW2. My brother in laws and nephew served. I am grateful for the freedom I enjoy as an American citizen, particularly when I am exposed to the workings of other governments from my international friends.


Today I could write about freedom from lots of perspectives, the political (I am grateful to live in a country where I allowed the right to disagree with my government.), the social (I am grateful to have the freedom to move about in this land so that my family is gathered today.), the economic (I am blessed to be able to have choices in what to wear, what to eat, which car to drive, if I want to go to the doctors for my illness and I am acutely aware this week that so many in our world do NOT have this freedom.), but I chose to just focus on grace (Thank YOU for freeing me!). I am going to keep it simple and quote "my" verse. I laid claim to it. You can borrow it, but I am still claiming it:





It is for FREEDOM

that Christ has set us FREE.



Stand firm then, and do not let yourself be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.
(Galatians 5:1 NIV)

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Anonymous said…
Yesterday I got to entertain an Iraq vet (who was an old friend) at my house. I hadn't really spoken to a vet at length before. It was great and really makes you thankful for people who do the jobs that you cannot.
July 10, 2009 at 5:33 PM
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