A Love For Our Freedoms In America.

Being in the US Military, I have grown a deep appreciation for the men and women who lay their lives on the line everyday. They give their lives, that their children and other men and women can have the freedoms they have grown up with. It grieves my heart and makes me sad everytime a man or woman dies in the Armed Forces. Especially knowing that I could be in their shoes at anytime. There are many men and women out there, who take advantage of their liberties they have at the expense of others, and attack the military and speak despicable and horrible things. I was sent a link by a friend of a man who started a web site called "Forsake our Troops". There I saw an interview that they did with him on Fox News, and I was outraged at the deplorable things this young guy was saying and putting on his website. If there is anybody who needs their country's support, it is the men and women of the armed forces. As they go out of their way, to lay their lives down on the lines to protect a most sacred thing FREEDOM. It is not a time, while we have war, to desert and forsake them, it is a time to embrace them and pray diligently for them. In the interview with this boy, ignorant of the cost of freedom, they show clips of the men and women returning from battle to meet their families. They truly miss them, and are desirous to return to them, but they are attentive to their duties and responsibilities, as they took the oath. A good question was raised one time, what do you value? At first I wanted to answer right away, but I thought about it a whole lot. Then I thought, how would I know what I value and how much I value it, then it struck me. If you want to know what you value, ask yourself this question. "What am I willing to die for?" Nathan Hale, a teacher who joined the cause of the revolution, and was later hung for his belief in freedom had one notable and well remembered quote. His dying words gave breath to his value and belief in the cause of freedom.

In front of the park is a tree. A cart and horse wait under it. A noose dangles overhead.

In the cart stands a young and outrageously handsome man. He's serene, confident, almost cheerful. His hands are bound behind him. Otherwise, no one would guess he's about to die, like a murderer, like a thief.

The hangman scrambles into the cart beside him, tugs the noose tight around his neck, tells him if he's got anything to say, he better say it now.

He sweeps the British with eyes as blue as the East River behind them.

"I only regret that I have but one life to give for my country. "

With those words, Captain Nathan Hale of the 19th Connecticut Regiment of the Continental Army is hanged for espionage. He is 21 years old.

Old enough to have starved and marched for a year in Washington's army. Too young to have left anything but mundane letters and a matter-of-fact journal of his months as a Continental officer.

Captain Hale wrote no inspired treatises on liberty, no books extolling freedom. He worked on a different, larger manuscript, that of the American Revolution.

written by: Becky Achers "One life on Liberty"

Freedom is not something that we are to take lightly, we must always remember where we came from and the cost of that freedom. I will leave you with the link, and you will see what I mean about not forgetting the cost.

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http://www.conservativefriends.com/hc.wmv