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I marveled at how much the words ring true in a completely different century, a completely different world, a completely different kind of war. But I realize that even though there were all these differences, there was one thing that never changes...the heart, the sacrifice, and the love that Americans have for their families and for their freedom.
This morning in church, with friends and family at our side, my husband and I participated in a baby dedication and made a commitment to tell our granddaughter, Kaylee, of the sacrifice God made for her over 2,000 years ago. He sent his only son, Jesus Christ, to die for her and to save her a place in Heaven. I soaked in the love and pride I felt for my family and I felt so lucky, so blessed, to live in a country where I can worship freely, and where I can openly proclaim my beliefs and live out my values.
It is only because of the sacrifices made by those who gave all; whether they died on the battlefield, in a plane that crashed into a tower, or in a field in Pennsylvania, that I can safely sit in a church with my children and grandchildren. It is only because of the sacrifices of God that I can be certain that when this life is over, I will sit at the right hand of God and claim the inheritance promised and provided because of His sacrifice.
God bless America. We will never forget.
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