Yesterday
was Flag Day. I missed it and I imagine so did many of you. Of all the national
things we hold sacred, celebrating our flag is not something we should miss or have
our children miss. If we each still believe in the ideals of this republic then
our flag is the standard bearer of our beliefs and even though we are busy, we
ought to remember the day.
There
was a time in our history when our flag was empty of experience. It had the
symbolism of a united people and the expectation of greatness, but we were a
young country with a violent beginning; we had little
collective history.
The
United States wasn’t even a year old when The Continental Congress adopted the flag
design on June 14th, 1777. But now, centuries later we acknowledge that our flag
is much more than red and white stripes and symbolic stars in blue.
It’s
everything that’s ever happened to this country and everything we’ve ever done.
It’s victory and defeat. It’s protests and pageantry. It’s honor with humility
and shame with remorse. It’s living and dying for principle and admonishing
those who use the system for something other than honorable.
A nation
is not its flag. The flag is the collective body and history of the nation. It’s
not only the rights we are constitutionally guaranteed, but it’s also the
personal human rights we embrace and grant to others through courtesy and
compassion and character.
Above all the flag is our waving symbol
for the entire world to see our courage, our liberty, our freedom and our
belief in the God we trust.
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