As the holiday weekend approaches my heart is locked in memories that remind me freedom isn’t free. I want to welcome you to my farm house; we’re going on a journey.
What is Independence Day? Growing up it was a day we celebrated my brother’s birthday in full swing because he was born July 4th.
Celebrations began with a countryside parade that continued to my aunt’s house where good food, family, swimming pool fun, cake and homemade strawberry ice cream were the focus.
After a day of ongoing fun we went home for presents and fireworks at Skyline. This is where my brother and I sat on the hood of the car sharing Oreo cookies while we watched the sky light up.
Since those days a lot has changed in my life and in this country. I got married and had a couple amazing children, my brother passed away in his thirties, I moved away from where I grew up and the fourth of July became more of a restriction with rules of what you can and cannot do.
As Robert and I moved our family from one city to another the rules expanded until we finally made our way to the country. We just wanted some quiet with an opportunity to get away from all the control.
We’re like the colonist holding this country together as we work our way through the mess of corruption. Sometimes it seems the true meaning of red, white and blue has been forgotten.
When we purchased our home I had just gone through some traumatic situations that resulted in my dad’s passing. This was a low time in my life and I wasn’t sure how I was going to find the energy and work ethic this place required.
My heart needed restoring and so did this farm; I guess we were a perfect match? Was I ready for farm life? Probably not but it was where God placed me.
One morning about a month after we moved in I was sitting underneath the carport with our dogs and something happened. I watched these dogs full of life jump and run like sparks of fireworks. At that moment my heart opened and for the first time in a long time I smiled without feeling bitter.
Something about watching their joy reminded me that where ever you are in life no matter what the circumstances it’s okay to go out on a limb and Bloom where you are planted.
So that’s what I did, I pulled myself together through the power of prayer and embraced this new lifestyle. Together as a family we slowly brought this place back to life one project at a time. A place where a few acres claimed independence and through it all I was reminded that the heart of America is within our freedoms.
That wonderful Declaration of Independence that changed everything so the people and this country could establish greatness. Freedom is in our heart and soul, it’s what brought people to seek this land from the beginning and when they got here, they worked and amazing things happened.
Cultivators of the earth are the most valuable citizens. They are the most vigorous, the most independant, the most virtuous, and they are tied to their country & wedded to its liberty & interests by the most lasting bands. – Thomas Jefferson
When those fireworks hit the sky at dusk this 4th of July, be reminded that America’s freedom isn’t free and it’s broken down into three amazing colors, red, white and blue.
The day a democracy was born, the land of the free and the home of the brave – it’s the American dream. We are a diverse nation and I believe we can be a strong nation again. May you all enjoy a wonderful weekend, from our farm house to yours.
Let Freedom Ring!