Have we Forgotten?

Happy fourth of July fam!!

A bit back the quote “I won't throw the first punch but you can always bet on me throwing the last one” Would have very accurately described me and my passion. But praize Jesus. I finally saw some issues in solving all my problems like that so I narrowed it down.

You can bash me all you want but you cannot crap talk my God, my family, brave men and women, and my country in my presence. (I can only highly suggest that you find your own things that you stand for) Well my country is on my list. And to be honest the last few months are making me doubt my commitment to it.

But I quickly realized that the fourth of July has never been about celebrating how America IS.

It's always been about what America has been. Every other day of the year we celebrate the freedoms we gain from living in America. Sure we're extra proud to be muricans on July 4th, but it's celebrating our nation's birthday.

So sure. Things are sketchy right now. But have you forgotten what we have been in the past? Have you lost hope in the future of America? I did. I forgot for a bit, but now I remember and I want to insure that you also remember. Remember the day that document was signed and we became one nation under God. Remember all the men and women that bought our freedom with their lives. And those that paid with service in a living hell. Remember 9/11 and the heroes that emerged from the very seams of America that day, and the days and years to follow.

Being an American is not always a walk in the park. But being an American when a hurricane devastates hundreds of families, is when being an American matters. So celebrate where we've been. Look forward to where we will be. And pray that we will become again One nation under God.

Link to the music video of Lee Greenwood, Home free, and the Air force singing God bless the USA

https://youtu.be/SrMftm6Km3g

That Ragged Old Flag - Johnny Cash

I walked through a county courthouse square

On a park bench an old man was sitting there

I said, your old courthouse is kinda run down

He said, naw, it'll do for our little town

I said, your old flagpole has leaned a little bit

And that's a ragged old flag you got hanging on it

He said, have a seat, and I sat down

Is this the first time you've been to our little town?

I said, I think it is

He said, I don't like to brag

But we're kinda proud of that ragged old flag

You see, we got a little hole in that flag there when

Washington took it across the Delaware

And it got powder-burned the night Francis Scott Key

Sat watching it writing say can you see

And it got a bad rip in New Orleans

With Packingham and Jackson tuggin' at its seams

And it almost fell at the Alamo

Beside the texas flag, but she waved on though

She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville

And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill

There was Robert E. Lee, Beauregard, and Bragg

And the south wind blew hard on that ragged old flag

On Flanders field in World War one

She got a big hole from a Bertha gun

She turned blood red in World War Two

She hung limp and low a time or two

She was in Korea and Vietnam

She went where she was sent by Uncle Sam

She waved from our ships upon the Briny foam

And now they've about quit waving her back here at home

In her own good land here she's been abused

She's been burned, dishonored, denied, and refused

And the government for which she stands

Is scandalized throughout the land

And she's getting threadbare and wearing thin

But she's in good shape for the shape she's in

'Cause she's been through the fire before

And I believe she can take a whole lot more

So we raise her up every morning

We take her down every night

We don't let her touch the ground and we fold her up right

On second thought, I do like to brag

'Cause I'm mighty proud of that ragged old flag