What Does Being an American Mean to You?
June 29th 2012 No comments yet
What does it mean to be American? Our staff responds:
Teresa Kay, director of ProjectServe
The first thoughts that come to my mind are freedom and privilege – the privilege God has granted me to live in a country that provided that freedom. I believe America has offered the best of what life on this earth has to offer – opportunity, security, equality, and liberty. I wish I felt the same way about the future of America, but that is the America I have known and loved.
Kathy Clegg, senior ministry assistant
I have freedom of religion without fear of persecution. I have resources available to me that can be used to help the lost and needy in many parts of the world. I have equality to vote, work, and get an education. I have the freedom of speech without fear of reprisal. I am truly blessed to have been born in USA.
Kathy Goodwin, student ministries coordinator
Being an American means you have the freedom to worship where you choose and to have your own opinions about the president.
Rhonda Guerry, senior ministry assistant
The song “Proud to Be an American” by Lee Greenwood sums it all up for me. I cannot hear, or sing, that song without being reduced to tears. I love my country. Even with all the issues we currently face as Americans, and with the decline of morals worldwide, the United States of America is still the greatest country on earth. The two most powerful places I have ever visited are Pearl Harbor at the USS Arizona Memorial and our nation’s capitol. You cannot visit these places without feeling a true sense of the cost of freedom and the “in your face” realization of the thousands who have given their lives for the freedoms we, as Americans, enjoy. Visit the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier and watch the changing of the guards to a hushed silence so loud you could hear a feather drop, walk the length of the Vietnam Memorial and touch the names of loved ones and old friends who perished, stand speechless at the base of the Iwo Jima Memorial, and then walk among the countless white crosses in Arlington National Cemetery, knowing that each name belonged to a person who had a life and a family. Read the letters that were written by soldiers to their loved ones only days before the bombing of Pearl Harbor, and feel the tears run down your face as your heart aches for the families of those who perished that December 7th. We sit in the luxury of our homes, living our lives from day to day, caught up in our own little worlds, and it is easy to forget that FREEDOM IS NOT FREE! God Bless the USA!!!!!!!!
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