The Price of Freedom

I was watching a documentary this morning on the Discovery Channel .... they were showing F15 fighter planes in the Oregon Guard ... the military unit that patrols the airspace along the West coast of North America....

In an interview, one of the F15 pilots said that before 9-11 .... people in that Oregon community used to complain about the noise of these planes while doing excercise maneuvers.....

but AFTER 9-11 people have begun to realize the importance of Homeland Security ....and are accepting the costs and sacrifices.....money, lives, effort, and noise....

He ended with these words :

" The price of freedom is not free.... the sound of freedom is not quiet"

As I thought about that... I realized that it's like that in life too....

the price of my freedom is not free ..... it came at the expense of a loving God who sent his only son....

for us.... for me

for our freedom....

and dare I say.... the sound of freedom?

Is it quiet ? Nope......

it started with the sound of a crying baby.... and culminated with a crowd shouting "Crucify Him"


From where I sit today..... I don't hear F-15s...... nor can I physically hear a baby crying..

but in my spirit there is a peace today..... a quiet freedom.....

and for that, I am very thankful!