Posted on May 28, 2012 - by Kim
The Best Treasure of All
I must admit I have lots of treasures in my life. Some are purely material – like my computer and iPad. Some transcend even the most expensive possessions – like the memory of holding my nephew and niece for the first time. Some are purely spiritual – like the certainty that I am a child of God. Although all these things are highly favored in their own way, there is one treasure without which all these other things would not be possible.
Freedom.
Sure, I might still have a computer and an iPad if I didn’t have the freedom bought and paid for by those sleeping beneath the white headstones at Arlington. But I would be censured in how I could use them.
And the presence of an oppressive government wouldn’t keep my brother and sister-in-law from procreating. But they might be forced to choose which child they allowed to live.
And because God is everywhere and His word abundant even in the most isolated of places, I could still possess a grace saved soul. But I would be forced to hide the wonderful feeling of redemption or risk life and limb to worship.
So while I treasure each blessing I have ever received (even the air conditioning that is currently not working in 90+ degree weather) and will continue to do so with praise to the Creator on my lips, I will be forever grateful for the precious gem known as freedom. And on this Memorial Day, I want to say a special thank you to the men and women who made the ultimate sacrifice to guarantee we all continue to enjoy the comforts of life in these United States.
May God continue to bless America…and her Soldiers, Sailors, Airmen and Marines.
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Brenda Anderson said:
Amen, Kim!
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Shari Barr said:
Beautifully written, Kim. What a wonderful Memorial Day message.
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Dawn Ford said:
What a great way to put your blessings into perspective on this Memorial Day!
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Kav said:
I’m dittoing what’s been said above. And your post really struck me because I have a friend who is in a long-distance relationship with a guy from…well, a very much not free country. He was in Canada for a couple of years trying to get into our medical system (he’s a physician in his country). Anyway, he couldn’t get through the re-certification paperwork and finally went home to take back his old job. My friend says that even their telephone conversations are censored. Even the word ‘love’ disconnects the line. And the emails are slashed so that all that’s left is pretty much ‘a’ and ‘the’. They’ve become adept at speaking and writing in code. He’s anxious for real news, it’s impossible for her to give it to him. Argh. Such a hopeless mess and all because of a lack of freedom. We don’t realize how blessed we are…or what our lives could be like without the sacrifices that have been made throughout the years. So amen to your Memorial Day tribute even if we don’t celebrate that day in Canada.
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Marianne said:
What blessed thoughts. i agree with all of them. Thank you