Happy Fourth of July!
Yeah, I know I’m a day early, but I have 37 people coming to celebrate what’s left of our freedom and time has slipped away from me. So, this is going to be short and sweet and to the point.
The fourth of July used to illicit a puffed up pride in me, one that said, I’m an American and I live in the best country in the world. Our country has started a downward spiral and I’m not sure she’ll ever recover. It makes me sad to see our values and morals being flushed. Yep, I’m a bit pessimistic these days.
Then again, the Lord would have spared Sodom and Gomorrah if only there were ten righteous. Maybe there is hope. Maybe.
Then again, maybe God is as sick of it as I am and is coming back soon.
We’re going to celebrate tomorrow. Not so much for pride in what our country has become, but in remembrance of what she once was.
Had dinner with our pastors last night…and we pretty much came to the conclusion that Christ’s return is imminent. It has to be.
Enjoy your family, your friends and remember what once was. That should be enough to put a smile on your face.
Blessings,
Darlene Shortridge, Author of fiction that makes a difference
