Dog Sitting on the 4th of July

It seems to be a tradition for me lately that I’m dog sitting on Independence Day. Not that I mind. I’d rather be hanging out with two sweet old pups than waiting on fireworks with the masses in the sweaty hot summer air.

I’m thankful for each opportunity that I get to take care of these two. There used to be three, but one crossed the rainbow bridge a few years ago. But I don’t want to take for granted that I’ll always be able to go back to Bellevue and take care of these critters.

Tonight, I hopefully can be a calming presence in the midst of all the fireworks going off up and down the street. I don’t think the pups mind much. So far, they’ve napped through all the good parts. Or at least the really loud parts.

I actually did get to see some very decent fireworks a couple of weeks ago at my church’s VBS Finale Night. Maybe they’re not up to downtown Nashville standards, but I’ll take slightly less spectacular fireworks over waiting the rest of my natural born life to get out of downtown Nashville at 1 am afterward.

Ultimately, today isn’t really about food or fireworks. It’s about freedom. It’s about men and women who shed their blood and laid down their lives so that we could have independence and the liberty to live and dress and speak and think as we want. Ideally, freedom means that we can be our best selves the way God created us to be.

Of course, we celebrate the ultimate sacrifice on Easter Sunday, remembering the cross and the empty tomb. But it’s helpful to remember Jesus laying down His life for those He loved on this day as well. All true freedom traces itself back to that Friday afternoon and that Sunday morning eventually.

I can be thankful for that sitting in a room with two very sleepy dogs away from the madding crowds waiting to see the pyrotechnics begin. I call that a win.

Happy Birthday, ‘Murica!

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The nation whose True God is the Eternal is truly blessed;
    fortunate are all whom He chooses to inherit His legacy” (Psalm 33:12, The Voice).

Well, America is 239 years old today. And she doesn’t look a day over 190. Tops.

Today is the day we celebrate the Declaration of Independence, which said that we would no longer be colonies of Great Britain, but that we would indeed be the United States of America.

Today is a good day to remember all the freedoms that we normally take for granted.

The freedom to worship as you choose? Or not to worship at all? Don’t take that for granted.

The freedom to live as you choose? Don’t take that for granted either.

The freedom to disagree with each other (and hopefully be civil about it) and to even disagree with the powers that be? Definitely do not take that one for granted.

Many have fought and died for your freedoms. People through the ages have sacrificed greatly so that they could come to this great land of opportunity to find new lives here.

Is America perfect? Of course not.

Does she have a lot in her past to be ashamed of? Yes.

Does she also have a lot in her past to be proud of? Absolutely.

Remember this — as believers, we are ultimately not citizens of America (or any other country). We are citizens of the Kingdom of Heaven. When all other kingdoms have fallen (including the one under the red, white, and blue flag), this Kingdom will stand.

Your ultimate allegiance isn’t to a flag or to a president or to a political party or to an ideal.

Your ultimate allegiance is to a King and a Kingdom. to Jesus Christ as King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

Now go be patriotic and eat lots of grilled meats and drink lots of carbonated beverages!

“All religious and political systems, Right and Left alike, are the work of human beings. Abba’s children will not sell their birthright for any mess of pottage, conservative or liberal. They hold fast to their freedom in Christ to live the gospel-uncontaminated by cultural junk, political wreckage, and the complex hypocrisies of a bullying religion” (Brennan Manning).

Happy July 3!

Tomorrow is Independence Day, also known as the 4th of July, also known as National Cookout and Fireworks Day. Or for me, it’s National Get to Sleep In Day.

On this day, we celebrate the fact that the original 13 colonies declared their independence from Great Britain. That took some guts, for doing so meant they could all be hanged as traitors. It’s been a while since my last history class, but I believe that’s the gist of it.

I plan on seeing some fireworks somewhere. As of this writing, I’m not exactly sure where that’ll be.

If any of you are going to see the downtown Nashville fireworks (which are rumored to be the best in the country this year), I’d love to tag along.

There is no redeeming value to this blog other than for me to hopefully score an invitation to a great 4th of July shindig involving the Nashville fireworks (and hopefully some food and festive conversation).

That’s all. Carry about your business.

 

How Sad Is That?

It’s the long-awaited, long-anticipated 4-day weekend. Let the people everywhere rejoice.

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Do you know what the saddest part is for me?

What I look forward to the most isn’t the fireworks or possibility of gorging myself on various cookout foods. It’s not even the notion of celebrating the anniversary of our nation’s independence.

What I look forward to more than anything else this weekend is . . . . drum roll please. . . .

Sleeping in tomorrow.

That’s it.

I relish the idea of turning off my alarm clock and sleeping until I decide I want to get up. Who knows? I may sleep through until Monday morning. I could. But I probably won’t.

There you have it.

How sad has my life become.

Waaaah-waaah.