I am thankful for freedom. I am thankful for freedom in Christ and freedom in this country. When I think about others that do not have these freedoms…it doesn’t make me feel prideful…I feel humbled.
When I think about the men and women that have and are sacrificing for us….and for our children…thankfulness wells up within my heart.
When I think about the burden that our forefathers carried so that we could be free…I am amazed. When I hear the lyrics “and the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air…gave proof through the night….that our flag was still there,” I feel a patriotic pride and a gratitude that I cannot explain.
I would love to be one of those people that walk up to our servicemen and women and tell them thank you. You want to know why I don’t? Because when I think about it….I feel sobs threatening to emerge. I don’t just see them…and their service to their country…but I see their wives and husbands and children that also join in on their sacrifice. Instead…I give them the biggest (probably watery) smile that I can. I don’t ever want them to feel that I don’t appreciate them. I do.
I hope that you have a wonderful July 4th, Dirt Roaders. I hope that you pause a minute or several to think about how blessed that we are to live in a free country. We are blessed beyond measure. That makes me want to give and give and give. I plan on enjoying my family today…I hope that you do to!
May God continue to bless America….land of the free…and the home of the brave!
p.s. Thank you for being patient with me…while I updated some things and worked on the blog. I’m so glad to be back. It gave me a couple of days to ponder my love of blogging…and to get out of my rut. 😉 Let’s do this “thang.”
Along the Dirt Road 
Do continue to blog! You have so much to offer so many people. Our world has many different kinds of folk today but yet somehow you can reach them all with simply being yourself. Don’t give up trying to extend a hand to our service men of old. At walmart one day a very old man wearing a world war 2 cap was sitting on the bench by the hair salon. On my way out I reached out my hand and said thank you and chatted with him a bit. It was not the tear in my eye but his , a grateful man that our generation has not all forgotten their sacrifice. Changed me forever, so when I see someone with a cap I make my way to say hello. You have got it in you sweetie!
Carol….Thanks for the vote! 🙂 One thing that I do love about social networking is the fact that you can reach out and offer someone hope…that you may have never came in contact with. That is a wonderful thing. Thank you so much for the kind words. 🙂 ~k.
Ms Kelli~~You make my heart smile!!! 😉
Sis. Sherry…..Glad to be of service. 😉 ~k.