I remember the moment it happened. Vaguely, but the memory is still there.
It was the summer between third and fourth grade. I was outside, riding my pink bike round and round in circles. Not going anywhere. Just riding. And thinking the thoughts of an almost fourth grader.
It hit me.
I'm so lucky. God placed me in the perfect place. He could have put me anywhere, but he chose this house, with 3 other girls, in a small town outside of Memphis, Tennessee.
I kept riding in circles. And thinking more and more.
In America.
I think of that day every July 4th. It is the day I equate with realizing how blessed I am to be an American.
I hope everyone has a wonderful and safe Fourth of July. And between the parades, cook-outs, and fireworks, try to remember how blessed we really are.
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8 comments:
What a great memory!
Thanks for the reminder.
I am blessed indeed!
Happy Fourth Chelsea!!!
Thank you for the reminder. We tend to forget how blessed we are to have family, to live in a free country, to worship God anywhere, anytime, anyplace we want. Amen. God Bless America, and God bless you!!
We are blessed here. Happy 4th to you and your family!
Happy 4th to you and your family. We truly are a blessed nation.
Amen darlin'.
Have a wonderful fourth with your amazing family!
We are truly blessed.
That is very true. Thank you for reminding us of this.
I've read a lot of posts for Independence Day... I just love this one! Thanks for sharing it.
That made me tear up.
I vaguely remember the first time I realized how lucky I was to live in America, too.
Hope you had a great weekend!
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