In Congress, July 4, 1776

    July 4, 1776. The signing of the Declaration of Independence. What a sight that must have been! To be there when those signatures were being written; the tension that must have been thick in the air as they realized they were facing the world's largest power. With every stroke of the pen a drop of sweat formed on their brow. And finally as it's signed the hesitation in some minds that maybe this wasn't best. And it's because of the decision that those men made (and I say men because women had NO say) that we sit in freedom.

Now there is a point to my little "sh"peal about the Declaration. I'm sitting in my first period Bible class after having just finished my Bible TEST. (which in case you're wondering I non-consentually violated it.) The thing is, my Bible teacher was my AP U.S. History teacher last year and he happens to have a copy of the Declaration on his wall. I just so happened to look up, see it, and reflect on what it truly means and how big of an element it was to where we are now

Freedom isn't free. Understand the pain and sorrow it took to get to where we are now. But understand the pride in people's hearts when they say, "I'm fighting for freedom"