There is a great deal to be said of this last election.
But whether your guy won or lost doesn't matter for the purpose of this post.
What matters is the process that we took part in.
The process of choosing.
On the days, weeks..leading up to the election we all had the right to choose how to show our support for our values and beliefs.
Some choose to toss their opponent under the bus...but that too is another post.
We had the opportunity to exercise the muscles of democracy.
We all had the freedom to think for ourselves and act accordingly.
But we know that freedom came at a great cost.
We took the family to Washington DC over Thanksgiving weekend.
We walked the National Mall and took in all the sights.
This never gets old to me. I remember going to DC as a child and The Lincoln Memorial steps , though an easier climb still leave me breathless. I hope one day when I am very old they still take my breath away.
My kids are older now and much much wiser. They know how to connect the dots.
My William is 13 and the memorials hit him hard. He cried openly as he experienced the WWII memorial.
My hubby is fiercely God and Country and he too was overwhelmed by the sacrifices.
It was an extraordinary family trip. One that left me with the question on freedom.... The fact that many people on our planet do not have freedoms that we take for granted. The freedom to think and act as we wish. The freedom to open our minds and our hearts... My father in love..(law), but I adore him..so love is more fitting...sent this to me and it was heavenly timing....
“The freedom to be lords of our own tiny skull-sized kingdoms, alone at the center of all creation. This kind of freedom has much to recommend it. But of course there are all different kinds of freedom, and the kind that is most precious you will not hear much talked about in the great outside world of winning and achieving and displaying. The really important kind of freedom involves attention, and awareness, and discipline, and effort, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them, over and over, in myriad petty little unsexy ways, every day. That is real freedom. The alternative is unconsciousness, the default-setting, the “rat race” — the constant gnawing sense of having had and lost some infinite thing.” commencement speech by David Foster Wallace given in 2005 (complete read is about 15-minutes – it’s one of the most inspiring things I’ve ever read). In it he said…
Did you get all that???? Holy Cow!!! At times being a mom..a parent seems like "Groundhog day,". The endless discipline. The hearing your voice repeat the same stuff over and over. The tasks that are the same and never ending......this isn't sexy...this is important...this takes great effort...this is self sacrifice...and we choose to do it every single day...without pay...without rest..because we choose to. I know this is a twist on freedom.... But it makes so much sense to me.
God has given each of us the opportunity to choose. We are innately free to do His will. To serve others and to care for other people in our own lives in our own homes.