Okay, this is an old post (Sorry for the old picture, Sylas!) from July 8, 2008, but it still rings true for me today. I hope it blesses you on this special day.
I don’t mean to, but it’s just not something I think about very often.
Freedom is so much a part of our lives here in the States that we don’t seem to be impressed with it anymore . . . at least I don’t.
I’m so grateful for the freedom we have, but–truth be told–I preach each week without the fear of being arrested, I share my faith with people without the fear of being turned in to the local authorities, and I pray with my family over our lunch at Ci Ci’s pizza and never once think that our public display of faith might get us into trouble…
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