I'm sitting here this morning thanking God for all those who have fought and fallen for the sake of freedom. Why would people I don't even know be willing to fight and die for me so that I can live in a safe and free country? It takes a special person to leave family and home, go train for war and live each day suited and ready for battle - on high alert to the enemy. I hate to admit it, but I need to be reminded that the life I live today came at great cost and I should never, ever take that for granted. I thank God for all the American soldiers who have fought and fallen and for the precious families who sacrificed a loved one for my safety and freedom. Boy, that sobering.
of course I think of Jesus dying for me so that I could have spiritual freedom. And sitting here reflecting, I also think of all the Christian soldiers - hero's of the faith who fought and fell so that I could hear about being free in Christ and so I could have the ability to read and know the Word of God for myself. The life of a soldier (any kind) is not easy and the death of a soldier is not pretty. Boy oh boy is that sobering.
If I call myself an Christian American then I have a huge responsibility don't I? I am compelled...no obligated to protect and fight for freedom and to guard and teach the gospel. I am not normally into rap music, but I am inspired by the words to this rap song: Standing on the Front Lines.