I love America because, here, one truly can become whatever he or she wishes; with dedication, nothing will stand in their way.
for her belief that her people can always be the best, her drive to make them so – to reach higher heights and deeper depths, and to explore even the surface of the moon.
I love America for her belief in the everlasting power of God’s grace and mercy – and guidance for our land.
for the trust our forefathers placed in his divine wisdom and law.
for her willingness to defend even the weakest and most desolate.
I love America for the honor she bestows on those who fight to defend her hallowed shores.
for the ingenuity and compassion that drive the world.
I love America for the great trust she places in the power of the individual to complete tasks never before thought possible.
for the kindness she shows all of mankind.
for her ability to be both the land of the free and the home of the brave.
I’ve noticed a disturbing trend recently when it comes to celebrating the birthday of our great nation. The Independence Day weekend-long celebration has brought this to light again.
234 years after the signing of the Declaration of Independence…
-Instead of celebrating our Founding Fathers, we mock them.
-Rather than discussing and honoring our founding values, we denigrate them on the evening news.
-When the Flag is proudly flown or our national anthem sung, jeers, not salutes, are given.
-God is excluded from our schools, offices, homes, and hearts.
-Our President, instead of championing abroad both American causes and our way of life, bows to both dictators and kings, all while apologizing for the very existence of the USA.
How do we fix this? How do we stop the growing desire to be given everything for nothing?
This isn’t something I have an answer for, but I’d like to help continue the discussion.
This Independence Day was spent differently for me than years past. Normally, I join the millions of celebrating Americans spending the day eating delicious grilled food and shooting off the biggest and loudest fireworks possible. This year, however, I got an offer from Virginia Crossland-Macha I couldn’t refuse: an all expenses paid trip to Arkansas over the holiday weekend to help out with a whopping six Tea Parties and other events, trying to round up as many signatures for the Patients Firstpetition against the government takeover of healthcare.
After arriving in Rogers, AR around 2:00 p.m. local time on Friday the third, we hurriedly dropped off our luggage at the very nice a-Loft hotel, scarfed down a burger from Steak ‘n Shake, and hopped on a Panther Navajo five-seater plane, basically a tiny puddle jumper, and headed for Batesville, AR. We dropped off two of our volunteers there, and then Teresa Crossland-Oelke and I headed for Heber Springs, AR, a tiny town of around 7,000 residents. Batesville’s event attracted 200 concerned citizens, a respectable number for their very first event, while Heber Springs impressed us even more. This tiny village in the middle of nowhere, Arkansas, had a Tea Party that involved over 500 people. All in all, that night we collected over 400 signatures from those two events.
The next morning, I ate breakfast with three very interesting people, Rebecca Wales from Smart Girl Politics, Tom Ziglar, son of Zig Ziglar, and Dr. Larry Hunter, of the Social Security Institute. Ms. Wales and Mr. Ziglar spoke at the Fayetteville, AR Tea Party, while Virginia, Dr. Hunter, and I set up our Patients First booth at the Ozark Tea Party in Mountain Home, AR. After Dr. Hunter spoke on healthcare, he and I hopped back into a Crossland Construction truck, and I drove him back to Bentonville, AR so he could catch his flight back to D.C. and hopefully spend the evening of the Fourth with his family.
The Mountain Home Tea Party was incredible. Over 1,500 people showed up, and they just kept coming. Over the course of the entire weekend, we collected nearly two THOUSAND signatures, something that would normally take two months. Three-fourths of those signatures came from Mountain Home. I’m sure you can see why:
The entire football stadium was packed. There was basically no room left, whatsoever. Everywhere I turned, people were clamoring to sign the petition. It was incredibly encouraging, and heartening. Maybe we really do have a chance to stop this beast.
If you haven’t signed the petition yet, please do. All it takes is being a registered voter.
After returning home to Southeast Kansas, I went with my family to the Chetopa, KS Independence Day extravaganza. I really don’t know what else to call it- they have an intensely huge gathering in their city park for several hours in the afternoon and culminate the evening in one of the area’s best fireworks shows. Seriously, guys, kudos.
So maybe I didn’t get to shoot off crazy rockets and scream madly as I ran away from a (very short) lighted fuse, but today, I did something better: I was democracy in action: I worked for the betterment of what is still this greatest nation on earth, the United States of America.
I know some people have had a difficult time celebrating Independence Day this year; they feel our nation is teetering on the brink of collapse and that we’ve lost our way. I have to be honest; I’ve struggled with those feelings, too, but I just keep reminding myself that I’m celebrating the eternal American values of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
I love America.
