It’s time to celebrate our Nation’s
America was born on July 4th 1776,
fighting for freedom.
I was Born on the 4th of July,
fighting for my life.
I was the second born of seven children. My parents taught me the love of family, God
and country. They bore witness to this truth: Jesus Christ is the Redeemer, the Lamb
of God who takes away the sins of the world.
I am the granddaughter of one who modeled the love of Jesus and the joy of the Lord.
My grandmother bore witness to these truths: Heaven is our eternal home, and earth
is our dressing room. The place where we learn to love others as He first loved us.
Like many, I grew up wanting to know God. I went to church, sang in the choir, tried
to keep the traditions of the church—yet at home I was a rebel; scrapping with my
siblings, striving for control.
I was the lost lamb sitting on the edge of a church pew, waiting for the Good Shepherd
to call my name. He did….And the Redeemer of mankind, became my shepherd.
Up close and personal.
He lives in my heart by His Spirit, as
Prince of Peace,
Slow to anger,
Full of loving kindness,
Mercy and truth,
Pleading on my behalf before God.
It’s all about grace… *a gift extended, trusting in the name of Jesus and His
atoning blood and sacrifice for forgiveness of sins.
His invitation is to all: For God so loved the world He gave His only son, so that
whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have everlasting life. John 3:16
To all who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become
children of God. John 1:12