Last night as I was standing in line to checkout at Target (again), the young girls behind me in line started discussing their plans for the fourth. One of them said, "Well, I'm just not a big Fourth of July person. I just don't get it."
Don't get it? Don't get celebrating our independence? Don't get marking the anniversary of our freedom? Don't grasp the fact that-- while we aren't without our problems to be sure-- we still live in a great country that represents what so many people in the world go without?
I refrained from turning around and saying all this to her. I figured I would let her mother explain it.
As I thought about this next generation coming along behind us, I wondered how often we explain to them what they have and how absolutely blessed they are. We have running water. My friend Mary DeMuth just returned from a mission trip to Africa where their sole purpose was to drill a well for a village so they could have water. Something so simple and something we turn on our taps and totally take for granted. We have food that is readily available and not withheld from us by our government. We have freedom of religion. At She Speaks two weeks ago, I was struck by how awesome it is that we could gather in a hotel-- a public place-- and worship freely, pray freely, and shake the rafters with our songs. We celebrated God without fear of being arrested or threatened. Ask the Christians in China what that's worth.
My country may not be without its problems--but it is still an awesome place to live. I thank God He chose for me to be born here for such a time as this and I plan to celebrate Independence Day and all that it represents because I do get it. I pray all Americans do.