Thankful remembrance

Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.  -2 Corinthians 3:17

In Flanders Fields
written by Major John McCrae, May 1915 
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

The story behind the poet and the poem:

We enjoy many freedoms of various sorts that were secured in sacrifices willingly given by others. Take some time this weekend to appreciate the people and events that have given us the lives we cherish and enjoy.

A Memorial Day tribute worth watching:

Live as people who are free, not using your freedom as a cover-up for evil, but living as servants of God.  -1 Peter 2:16

Scott Thompson