The Price of Freedom, A Tribute to America’s Fallen

The American flag waved proudly under a rich blue sky as we drove through the entrance to the Leavenworth National Cemetery. In the back seat, sat three of my sweet nieces (Abby, Bethany, and Tina), accompanying me for this little excursion.

At our first stop, we climbed out and looked at some of the headstones, and I explained things about them. Then, we crossed the street and came to a section where a number only had one date listed. All that was known about these soldiers was their name, their rank, and when they died. No birthdate.

The girls gazed around at the rows and rows of white headstones, signifying those who gave their lives for our freedom. We drove a little further, and I saw a whole section with dates from World War II.

Christina, who is almost 6, does not remember Grandad, but she knew he served in the military. I loved hearing her say in the most heartfelt tone: “He was so kind to do that for us!” Yes, she could see what freedom costs. Although Grandad didn’t die in combat, he earned two purple hearts and was seriously wounded in Vietnam.

One sees rows of headstones in a beautiful national cemetery, but what one doesn’t see is the heartbreak behind those lives. People who are forever changed because of their loss. Their loss to gain our freedom.

I looked at my little niece standing between two headstones, her sweet poise, her adorable smile, and yes, her spunky braids: they died for her freedom.

While they obtained our earthly freedom, Jesus bought eternal freedom with His sacrifice for those who repent and believe on Him.

Thank you to the men and women of the United States Armed Forces for securing our physical freedom.

Thank You to my most precious Lord and Savior for securing my eternal freedom.


“Who his own self bare our sins in his own body on the tree,
that we, being dead to sins, should live unto righteousness:
by whose stripes ye were healed.”
1 Peter 2:24

15 thoughts on “The Price of Freedom, A Tribute to America’s Fallen”

  1. Tearing up! Tina is so precious! Yes, your granddad was so kind to do that for us, bless his heart! Thank you for sharing!

  2. A really wonderful reminder of the sacrifices made in order for us to have freedom and say “life is beautiful”.

    My grandfather served in WWII, was captured and sent to a concentration camp in Germany, where he witnessed terrible things. His stories of faith and survival made me think just how privileged I am to have had such a wonderful and godly grandfather. He passed away in 2001, and about 4 years ago, he was awarded a Civilian Medal of Honor for his endeavours.

    Teaching young children the values and the sacrifices made by servicemen and servicewomen worldwide is very important, and will make them appreciate the freedom we have even more!

    Many blessings,


    1. Alice,

      What an amazing testimony about your grandpa! After experiencing all he did, he still went on to live a long life. Wow. So incredible! Yes, it is sobering to teach the younger ones about the sacrifices others have made for us. It just melted me listening to Tina’s gratefulness! She truly was in awe!

  3. Thank you for always drawing our attention to the blessings of our nation’s freedom and our freedom in Christ on Memorial Day.

  4. Incredible post, Sarah. How blessed and grateful we are for our Savior Jesus and for those who gave their lives for our freedom!

  5. Beautiful post Sarah.
    I pray that more and more young people will come to understand that our freedom was not and still isn’t free.
    We have a very young member of our family that we memorialize on this day. Actually everyday.
    No today is not about the BarBQue or retail sales.
    Praise God that we still have young men and women willing to sacrifice their lives for the rest of us.
    And Praise God that he was willing to sacrifice his Son so that we might be free from hell.


  6. Thank you for this special post, Sarah. I was thinking the same thing yesterday about all those who have given their lives for our freedom, and how Jesus Christ paid the ultimate sacrifice so that all who believe could have freedom for all eternity. It’s so wonderful that you took the young ones to the cemetery and explained it to them. Too often people think of Memorial Day as just a three-day weekend, or a day to have a cook-out with family or friends, not that there is anything wrong with that, but we often overlook the true meaning of the day and the sacrifice that was made on our behalf. Thank you again for this reminder!

  7. What a beautiful, sobering post! My dad got an email on Memorial Day, and it included something that one of our navy seals wrote. He said, “Please don’t wish me a happy memorial day. There’s nothing happy about memorial day. I’d rather you take a stand and show you’re respect for our country when the national anthem is played.” So true!

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