The Cost Of Freedom

The Cost Of Freedom

As we celebrate today another 4thof July in the greatest country on Earth, I reminded that our freedom came at an extremely high cost. Not only did it come at great cost to get, but an even greater cost to maintain. I remember in basic training at Fort Knox a cadence we used to sing while we were marching along. “Some say freedom is free, but I tend to disagree, I say freedom is won, by the barrel of a gun.” There are things I will never forget during my time in Iraq. The things I saw, and the horrors that fill my dreams remind me the true cost of Earthly freedoms. I can remember dead bodies, mangled and sometimes, in pieces. I was witness to vehicle born suicide bombers, IED attacks, brutal scenes that Hollywood hasn’t come close to duplicating. I watched as women in Iraq were able to vote for the first time. The blackened fingers as they were finger printed for the new record system in the country. A proud exclamation that even though there was opposition and threats to attack the voting polls, they were not afraid. I saw what it was taking to allow free democracy to take hold. Love or hate the war, the freedoms we gave to the oppressed is priceless. In our own history we fought for our freedom from King George. In the revolutionary war we lost 25,000 soldiers with another 25,000 wounded. The cost of freedom has been pain in blood for this country and many more over the years. Once we obtained our freedom from Great Britton at the time, achieving freedom has been one thing, keeping it has been entirely different. In the wars since to maintain our freedoms or interest good or bad politics withstanding we have lost more then 1,354,664 men and women. More then a million people have served this country and has paid the ultimate sacrifice for our freedoms. No one can truly sit and think about the sacrifice made to keep our freedoms. It’s not just the million plus lives, but all the friends, and family that have suffered from those losses. How many spouses lost the love of their life? How many fathers, or mothers never came home? Freedom you see comes at a cost, and the cost is always blood. For the vast majority of our wars, military service was voluntary and thus knowing war is a possibility at any moment, sacrifice is always apart of the job. John 15:13“13 Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.”

Blood is the life force that flows through every creature on this planet. It takes oxygen to every point within our bodies, and it sustains our life. It’s no surprise that in order to give us true freedom it took blood to be sacrificed. Jesus Christ considered us children of God, but also friends. He was willing to lay down his life to save all of humanity. Jesus at any time had the power to bring himself off the cross. He at any time could have turned the water around the palace to wine. He could have summoned a storm to prove he was the Son of God. He could have turned the entire Roman Empire to a pile of ashes with the snap of his finger. Jesus had to choose to stay on the cross every moment during his crucifixion. He had to choose to endure the pain, the suffering, and the ridicule. He had to choose to allow himself to depart from God so thus he would take the full wrath, the full anger, and the full pain from his father. The Son of God endured the full might of sorrow upon himself as his blood spilt from him down the cross to cover the whole of the Earth in a cleanse that saved us from the eternal damnation that awaited us. He laid down his life for all of us, and thus paying the ransom so we might not die.

Freedom’s cost is always high, but so long as good people are willing to fight the good fight, and stay the course, we should remember the fight and those who fought it. Today we fight one another in this country. We fight over politics, health care, sexual preferences, foreign policies, and even if statues should remain standing or not. Statues might I add that were American Citizens and despite differences still fought for this country. (I’m not even southern and I respect the soldiers.) We fight each other instead of sharing the Gospel and spreading the message and love of Jesus Christ. We should be ashamed at how we conduct ourselves. There’s a right and a wrong way to voice differences, and we have fallen steeply down the wrong rabbit hole. We fight one another over trivial things, and we stand our ground and are willing to die on that hill, but truly, what are we fighting over? This nation has lost heroes and we’re worried about what some statues represent that have been erected for over 30 plus years. We’re so worried about it that we talk about moving entire cemeteries because it’s offensive. Have we truly become so sensitive, so hateful that in every day life and news, people protesting sound exactly like the radical faction the Westboro Baptist Church. The truth is we dishonor those who’ve fallen in this countries pursuit of freedom, and we dishonor the sacrifice of Christ, which gave us the greatest freedom we could ever hope for, the freedom from eternal Hell.

 

Lee Greenwood, God Bless the USA

If tomorrow all the things were gone

I worked for all my life

And I had to start again

With just my children and my wife

 I thank my lucky stars

To be living here today

‘Cause the flag still stands for freedom

And they can’t take that away

 And I’m proud to be an American

Where at least I know I’m free

And I won’t forget the men who died

Who gave that right to me

And I’d gladly stand up next to you

And defend Her still today

‘Cause there ain’t no doubt

I love this land

God Bless the U.S.A.

 

So as we go out today and we remember our great nations birthday, let us remember the freedom we still have and the cost. This nation was founded by those who believed in Heaven and God, and the words in the Bible. We see this in the early letters and documents written by the founding fathers, in the Mayflowr Compact, and on every piece of cash or change in the United States. We are a nation built upon the Christian faith and thus it’s time we return to it. Christian’s stance is about love. If we don’t love the sinner we are not loving God. If we aren’t walking the walk of Christ, we aren’t loving God. We must learn to come together and find a way to solve our differences without hate in our hearts. We must learn to come together without using violence to get our point across. Put a little love in your heart, and God bless this nation. Happy Birthday America.

 

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Hope in a Hero

Hope in a Hero

 John 16:33“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

 Who’s been down to the bottom of the barrel? We all have our struggles and our trials. Have you put your hope or prayers in someone? If you’re anything like me you’ve put your hope and faith in a person and that person dropped the ball. For me, I have been down to the woodshed of life a few times. I’ve been down and broken more then a time or two, but I’ve always managed to get back up. I can honestly say I didn’t get back up on my own. I have struggled with my wounds, and I’ve been struck a time or two. My whole life I wanted a father. My whole life I wanted an earthly father to look up too, someone to teach me what it was to be a man. I have found in my life one man who I had, for a while, then like many others, in the blink of an eye, that man was gone. I placed my faith in a man and when the time came they were gone. I placed my love and faith in a woman and in the blink of an eye she was gone leaving the family broken. My life was shattered and I laid there trying to find who I was. I was a let down to those around me. I was a failure, and a nobody. Recently someone I looked up to told me I was selfish because I needed, wanted a friend to be there for me. Some would say I haven’t learned anything in the last 20 months. While I will admit perhaps it’s true, perhaps I am selfish, perhaps my ex-wife was right and I am a selfish, arrogant, egotistical, narcissist.

I don’t know what I am, and to be honest, I often think my place in this world is a mistake. While I don’t have much faith in myself, I have to believe that God wouldn’t make a mistake. I know Jesus was a hero of man, a savior to be a great gift to humanity when we didn’t, we couldn’t ever disserve it. Jesus was a superhero among men and came with unlimited cosmic power but was no Genie. He came with a big heart and mercy we could never understand.

When the world has beaten me down and I’m covered in the lies, I know I need you. When the days are dark, and I have no faith, I know I need a hero. I wait for a hero and I know, when I pray, just barely a whisper and the hero of the universe hears my cries. I need a hero to save me tonight, and I know that the hero of my dreams will be right by my side. What is a hero, but a savior who comes in the darkness? Someone who saves you from the hopeless and who saves you when the wolves come howling and growling in the night. God is our Hero and the breath of God lives in each and every one of us. Because God lives in each of us, sometimes God calls us to be heroes among men but we are nothing without God. When we look to the Lord we know that through us God will do great things. God calls on us when the time comes to rise above the darkness and shine a light down for others to see. We must not run from God because we already have the second chance and we can’t waste it.

In the universe there is no one stronger, fiercer, more powerful then our God. We sing our praises to the Lord and believe in the power and love of our God. No greater love then our God. If we are to hope we must hope in our God because there is no other true hero. God makes heroes and those who raise up earthly heroes is a hero above all others. God is a healer, a mercy that’s unfailing, a place for the weak, a place to take refuge from the storm. A hero that can calm any storm, restore any soul, but a stopper in death, and a God that is faithful to a covenant that was paid for in blood. My Hero my God that saves me from the darkest of nights, the deepest of holes, and the strongest of oceans, and I am lifted to safety. I lift my hands to the true Hero in my life. I may not have ever had a Dad, but in my Lord I find my Abba, my Father. My father gives me strength. He teaches me how to be a man, and I will not let people tear me down. I will not let the hurtful words break me. If I am wrong I will listen and make things right, but the judgment and approval I seek is that of my one true Abba. I am waiting on my Hero my Lord to save me. I wait through the storm, I will wait through the pain, and I will keep my faith, keep my footing and trust in my service to the Lord while I’m waiting to be delivered from my pain. Please my God, do not let me fail, do not let me fall. Please my God hold me up and hold me tall. I’m waiting for my time my Lord to show me the way out of this darkness. I am not perfect Lord but please give me strength, give me the guidance, show me my path, and I will take the steps in obedience while I wait for you my Lord, my King, my Abba. I’m not worthy, and I never will be, but my Lord I’m waiting, I’m holding out for a hero to save me.

Blind Spot

Blind Spot

For the last year I have had a blind spot when it comes to one facet of my life. I have apparently duplicated my suffering by not learning a lesson years ago. My hope has always been to see the best in people, even when the best in them has not been shown. I have put aside pain, suffering, wicked behavior, I have allowed lies to pass through my ears and still I have given the benefit of the doubt.

Over the majority of my life I have often allowed people more then one chance at my heart. In fact to be brutally honest with myself, I’ve allowed a few people more then several chances. I’ve been hurt more then my share by people I’ve continued to allow being in my life. While I would have been considered to be the one at fault for allowing someone who had a history of ‘flip flopping’ their position, yes, when it comes to love, I would say I am stubbornly blind.

While 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 speaks about what love truly is, it’s also important to know that at some point while we may love our neighbor, while we may love someone, when that person does nothing but hurt you over and over again, you must learn, like I am still trying to learn, to let them go. We must learn how to not force our will upon others, we must learn to be patient and allow God’s will to come to fruition. I don’t know what the path I’m on is meant to accomplish, but having faith in the creator of the plan, I must realize I’m just a character in someone else’s book. Like it or not I am not in control of the vast majority of what goes on within my life. All I can do is learn to react to each changing moment and try must best to be a Godly man.

While my hope for others and the ones I care about may not be the smartest thing I’ve done, I often see the worst in the world, but see the best in my love, and ignore the bad they do. I can no longer sit idly by and allow myself to be put into harms way over and over again. I have failed myself and the heartbreak I have led myself to over and over again must stop. Divorce is hard on anyone. Perhaps that this is my second divorce, and the second affair I’ve weathered, the family I lost, and the hopes I had to rebuilding it are now utterly gone. For every winter there becomes a spring, and with that spring fresh life. Sometimes in our lives we have to take the blinders off and see the world and ‘someone’ for who and what it really is. We must learn to see the world beyond our narrow view. We must learn to see people for who they are and not who we want them to be.

You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” (Dark Knight Return) While I firmly believe the idea that this may be the case, it certainly has been in my life. The hero’s in my life have become the villains in my story. (Excluding Jesus) Never forget the true hero in our life died upon the cross to save us all from a horrible forever death. While in our life we may meet police officers, firefighters, or soldiers, all of which could be considered heroes, eventually all manner of men will fail you. Sometimes in life the Devil wins and as any true strategist knows, some battles once lost cannot be salvaged. If a battle cannot be won sometimes a retreat and regroup must be made in order to win the war. Never forget the bondage of sin may have been broken, but the war is far from over. Remember to fight the good fight and win what we can. As for me, I know that no matter how dark and cold the winter is, there’s always a way to get colder, and darker. I’m not certain if my winter is over, or if the deepest winter is still coming, but either way, God will provide the path and the direction, and any and all of us can follow, when the blinders come off.