A Place for Reflection

Today we drove into Washington D.C. to see the Cherry Blossoms around the Tidal Basin and other parts of the city. Of course, about a hundred thousand other people all had the same idea, so traffic was horrendous. But the sight of all those delicate blossoms surrounding our nation's Capitol was truly inspiring. Got some great pictures, especially around the Jefferson Memorial.

Then we drove out to the Pentagon to see the 9/11 Pentagon Memorial. Wow. To see the benches, to read about the victims, how the benches are aligned to illustrate who was in the Pentagon and who was on the flight - really brought home to me a sobering thought.



We are still at war.

Not just the war in Iraq, or in Afghanistan or any of a thousand other little posting around the globe. We are at war with our own country. Never in America's history have we been so divided as a people about WHO we are as a nation and WHERE we want to move ourselves forward to be as a people. Just a before, we must remember "a house divided against itself cannot stand."

However, when the leadership of our country turn a deaf ear to the cries of their constituents, it becomes time to change that leadership. When legislation running through the Congress favors the people voting for that legislation more so than the people it is intended to protect, the system is broken, and must be fixed.

Alas, most democracies implode around two hundred to two hundred fifty years, so we are standing on the brink of a Constitutional crisis the likes of which have not been seen since Boston threw the tea overboard. If our government is broken, do we not have the right to change that government? Isn't that what we fought for over two hundred and thirty years ago? Isn't that what so many have given their lives defending.

Stand up American, and start using your Bill of Rights! If you don't know what they are, when they are taken away you sure will! We enjoy a standard of freedom the likes of which is found nowhere else on this planet. But freedom comes with a price. Some pay the ultimate price while others are willing to trade away our freedom for a kind word in some foreign newspaper article.

It's time to stop caring so much about what the rest of the world thinks about us, and start improving our own impression of ourselves. As Lee Greenwood sings, "But I'm PROUD to be an American, where at least I know I'm free." The other caveat to that pride is, "We are all bought with a price, the price Jesus paid on the cross for our sins." The prices are high, the bill is adding up.

Wake Up America - annoy the media - READ FOR YOURSELVES! Those who do now know their History are doomed to repeat it!