Our Country

Today is July 4th and as I reflect on what this day means, I cannot help but feel overwhelmed with love for our country. It is true she is a wreck at the moment, but our history, which cannot be erased, tells the story of our great land. And I am so proud of her.

We weren’t always right in all the decisions made as a country but good people keep pushing forward. No country has ever been corrupt-free, ours included. I still see, though, the resilience of God-based, God-fearing people who want to keep our country safe and strong. A country where family is priority and raising children is a blessing. A country of white picket fences and manicured lawns. A country that celebrates unity even through diversity.

Maybe I am dreaming and blowing wishes to the wind. But I still have hope and I hold fast to the possibility of a better tomorrow. No matter what, God is still in control. And even with that, he may allow us to fall so we will look up to see him.

I love Independence Day, although I’m not so fond of fireworks anymore after working shoot sites for a years.

We worked long, hot hours to prepare for a display and stayed long after the shoot to clean up.

I had ground levels views as being a spotter, and I even hand-lit a finale myself. (I admit…I still love the smell of pyro though 😬.) But I am ever grateful for this holiday which celebrates my country. And I’m glad that I am here.