Liberty in Tough Times
Sometimes patriotism is easy. Amazingly, that's not only during excellent times but also--perhaps more fully--in tragic periods. Like during an athletic competition, when we're on top of the world, we're proud of who we are and what we stand for. In moments of despair when for all intents and purposes we appear to be gasping for breath, fighting the surging tides, then--like the fall of 2001--unity, pride, and patriotism abound. Right now, though, we're deep in the doldrums of the second act, separated from the promise of the beginning and the triumph at the end. Right now, we're in for the long haul, and it's not fun.
That doesn't mean, though, that we won't finish the march. It doesn't mean we're ready to give up. We know what's behind us, we sense what's ahead, and we keep putting one foot forward, pulling the other up, plowing on.
These are the times that refine us. These are the times we grow. They're not glamorous, they're not fun, but we can be proud as we tough it out.
Happy birthday, America. It's a great cause, a grand plan. I'm grateful to be entrusted with carrying my share of the load.
God bless America!