I love my country.
And not because it is perfect,
because it isn't.
But because it is a place where my children and I are free to dream...
...and pursue those dreams.
A place where we are free
to worship our God,
and enjoy/share the blessings that He has put in our lives.
I love this nation because it is my home.
It is the backdrop to the moments and memories that are being written on our hearts
and woven into my children's and my heritage.
Happy Fourth of July!
"You have to love a nation that celebrates its independence day every July 4, not with a parade of guns, tanks, and soldiers who file by the white house in a show of strength and muscle, but with family picnics where kids throw frisbees, the potato salad gets iffy, and the flies die from happiness. You may think you have overeaten, but it is patriotism."