Ode to Freedom for this 4th of July and beyond.
Like fireworks erupting and lighting up the dark blue sky
We will soon celebrate the meaning and sacrifice of the 4th of July
For our independence, freedom and the cost of liberty
Not just for you but also for me.
We with finality gained our freedom from Great Britain
Based on a resolution of independence written.
John Adams wrote about this freedom to his wife Abigail
How by solemn acts of devotion God Almighty would prevail.
To be commemorated as the day of deliverance he said
To the one true love Abigail that he had wed.
Such strong words and fortitude of sound leadership
Were to allow us from Great Britain's hands to slip.
A nation of freedom rang strong and true over the years
But as we have progressed we may have regressed to a ball of fears.
Darkness and fear where once there was genuine hope
Now we see murder, suicide, pills, alcohol and dope.
Anxiety, stress and debt will rock most any sized boat
Will our country survive, capsize or float.
We overlooked since those early revolutionary days.
When free men and women chose humble actions and ways.
It was true faith in God that our country was born with
Now to hear most everyone talk it was just a myth.
And of course there are books and proof to the contrary
To hear some talk they would rather just bury.
Our heritage and hope in some N.Y. crossword jumbo
Sort of like believing in a flying elephant dumbo.
We must all be politically correct and tolerant they say
For if we utter the wrong words it may ruin a perfect day.
Every person appears to be right and has an opinion
Does that make us just a self serving minion.
So what is the real, honest truth and where do we go.
In our minds eye as we walk through the show.
The matinee show of our life as it plays out in full view
Of the Master, the Savior the one who loves you.
Our fleshly freedom was bought in revolutionary times
For the skin and bones we wear as our body declines.
But what about freedom as we approach our own grave
Are we soon to be eternities slave?
Chained and dragged to go where we wish not to go
Apparently there is a rule that we reap what we sow.
But not to lose heart there really is another wise choice
You see long ago someone else heard your voice.
Before you were born and wrapped in the womb
Another came first and broke open the tomb.
Of death, eternal separation and all that was foretold
But who would be so brazen, so bold
Just an ordinary carpenter by trade who sat on a hill
feeding the 5000 who sat very still.
Listening to words as if they were filled with real life
You see my friend he pulled out the knife.
To make a human sacrifice and set you completely free
He hung and he died on two sticks from a tree.
So freedom has come to every person who will choose
A simple straight forward truth or you can muse.
Muse as in ponder and tally all the various choices
Allowing your head to be filled with a menagerie of many voices.
In the end the strange voices that you hear in your head
Most likely will leave you pretty much dead.
Not mostly dead like in the movie fantasy Princess Bride
But eternally dead because someone lied.
Lied to you its true and they really did not seem to care
As they bold face walked up to you with that cold dark stare.
Into your eyes and feed you that horse hockey line…
Talk back to them you did not, due to a lack of spine.
Your life is in the balance and you have time to choose
Indiana Jones chose wisely instead of singing the eternity blues.
On the 4th of July as we approach this day to celebrate
Will you open to the possibility of the one who you he did create?
If you do your Independence Day will never be the same
Because in eternity forever will be written your name.
Take responsibility for your own ACTIONS. Don't blame others.
