They sang the “The Battle Hymn of the Republic”. It gave me goosebumps and made me cry. It was moving because it was amazingly beautiful, because they were all veterans, and because I hadn’t heard this song in years. I’ll bet you haven’t either…maybe you don’t remember it at all. Such a beautiful song, such a message.
It’s almost the Fourth of July and I don’t see many flags flying in our neighborhood. Where are the flags? Remember after 9-11—we all flew flags–you saw flags everywhere! It drew us together, it made us proud and united. We were one. I liked that feeling.
I love America. I love her in spite of her flaws—in spite of all the politics, the politicians, and the finger-pointing. The Fourth of July is not just a party—it’s really about being an American!
We are lucky—but we need to wake up, pay attention, and start to participate…in big things and small. Don’t be a bystander. Stand up. Be brave. Be true. You make your life what you want it to be. You can make a difference!
Happy Fourth. God bless America. Love, Brenda
P.S. Hand over heart…I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the republic for which it stands, one nation, under God, indivisible with liberty and justice for all.