Greetings Dear Reader,
On Thursday evenings I have the pleasure and privilege of having
dinner with my eldest Son and my two Grandsons. This is almost always the highlight of my
week. It amazes me how much the boys
grow from week to week. Time with my Son
is precious to me as well and there is never enough of it.
This past Thursday after dinner the discussion turned to Brat Fest which is always a part of my
Memorial Day weekend. We planned in part
what we wanted to do and when we wanted to go to the world’s largest brat
festival. The Grandson’s wanted to talk
about rides and the eldest Grandson was talking about Ferries Wheels. I asked him if he knew what Memorial Day was
for. His answer was profound for a six-year-old.
In a roundabout way he explained that we remember the people
who died so that we could have a great country.
He said we had to remember to keep our country good so that their deaths
would not be wasted. I was astounded at
his depth of understanding. I was proud
of him for caring about something so profound.
I am also saddened.
It may be that a brat and carnival ride focused little boy will give
more thought to the purpose of this holiday than many adults. As I eat a warmed up brat in the safety of my
home tonight I pause to feel and express gratitude to the Father that he has
let me live in a land where freedom reigns.
I also ask him to heal our land of its lack of love, purpose, and unity.
It is in this freedom, paid for by the blood of our forefathers,
that we find the right to do as we please.
I need to make sure that it pleases me to show gratitude and respect to
those who have died to keep that freedom alive.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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