Let Freedom Ring

The following is a bit of a rant and not overly positive. Feel free to skip it if you're not in the mood.

With the celebrating of the fourth I've been pondering on the state of this nation. So much of what I see brings me sadness. This is supposed to be a country of freedom and yet the current national government has taken away so many freedoms- and put in place so many outrageous programs. I've lived in a country with socialized medicine- it's awful! I don't care what the media tells you- when the government steps in quality of care and quality of life go downhill fast! You can't ask the government to take over a personal responsibility without giving up your freedom.

I happen to be a descendant of John Hancock- the one that signed his name in large letters on the Declaration of Independence so that the king of England could read his name without his spectacles on. So, maybe the love of this nation and freedom runs in my blood. I feel a need to take a stand. To say what is in my heart. To pray for this nation. To make a difference. I'm not sure how to do that yet. But I feel the need. (This is not to say that many immigrants don't also love and care for this country- because they can and do; often because they know exactly how it is to live without them).

This is my blog- so, my politics. You can share your opinion on your blog- and I am grateful for that freedom. Just remembered that if you are going to express your political opinion someone, a father, brother, or sister died to give you that freedom. You have no business using the freedoms that are still left in this country unless you are willing to fight and die to keep it free for the next generation- just as millions did for you.

Pray for America.