Driving through Tennessee one beautiful morning on this last trip, we heard the story of â€œThe Volunteer Stateâ€. I hadnâ€™t thought too much about their slogan (every state has one!), until Christopher researched it on the Internet and read aloud to us the history behind it. As he read the stories of men who had given their lives for others, and done incredibly heroic deeds which resulted in the sacrifice of their most precious gift, themselves, I was amazed. My Grandad is a veteran of the Vietnam War, and in fact, was awarded a Purple Heart. Itâ€™s only by the grace of God is he still with us, because he nearly lost his life from enemy combat.
Thank you to those of you who are working (and those who have already fulfilled their time of service) to keep America the land of the free. May each one of us never take that freedom from granted.
Most of all, my heart is grateful to my Lord and Savior, who bore my sin upon the cross, and gave His life to ransom me.
Only for Jesus,
â€œThis is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners; of whom I am chief. . . . Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever. Amenâ€ (1 Timothy 1:15 and 17).