Red, white and blue baby...
Two hundred, thirty-six years ago America was born...
Happy 4th of July!
A group of representatives gathered from the thirteen independent
colonies of Great Britain, to put together a union that would help them
brush off the shackles of Mother England. What they put down with a
quill in ink upon paper, this very day we celebrate. A day on which we
cherish the God given freedoms that our Founding Fathers acknowledged to us on this historic event in 1776.
may not believe it, but there was a time early on when people didn't
really know which day to celebrate our founding, either the Declaration of Independence, which was signed on July 4, 1776, or when the Constitution
was passed on September 17, 1787. It took many years for the
tradition to take hold and become the celebration we now know it as.
By the time our fiftieth anniversary had come along, it had taken hold
and on that occasion, something very poignant happened.
Our second President(John Adams) and third President(Thomas Jefferson) both died on that day... in the same year, 1826... just as we were celebrating the 50th anniversary of the United States of America! And the president at the time was John Quincy Adams,
the son of the former president. Both Adams and Jefferson had been
bitter rivals in the early days of our founding. Years later, they
started up a correspondence after many years of not speaking to one
another and eventually became close friends. But the rivalry still
remained. When John Adams breathed his last breath he was heard to
say: "Jefferson still lives." But he was wrong. Jefferson had passed
away a few hours before him earlier that day. Coincidence? No. Not in
my belief, at least.
Providence, it was providence.
Happy 236th Birthday, America! Everyone go out and celebrate the
freedoms and liberty given to us by our Creator, acknowledged by our
Founders and defended by our Forefathers. Don't just have a barbeque
or a day at the beach.
Freedom and liberty are too precious to be so trivial...