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Monday, July 8, 2013

Independence

This is the time of year that men created just to give them permission to blow stuff up.  Think about it, fireworks?  Come on, we could have just launched a bunch of balloons in the air, instead of taking cardboard cartridges laced with gun powder, placing them on our streets, and igniting them in order to celebrate our independence.

But behind each strike of the match is a competition between men like no other. Just as nations show off their military strength through their military parades, the men of America proudly march their arsenal of fireworks to the streets each fourth of the July, sizing up their munitions with the Jones’s down the street.  Buried inside each neighbor is the hidden agenda to make the biggest boom.  With each new fountain or mortar, we peer down the street to see if we have stolen the attention of the neighborhood kids from their own family’s display of pyrotechnics.  Every man knows that you win this display of might by turning the heads of the neighbor kids.  The man that stands the proudest is the one who has the largest crowd of strangers standing at the end of his driveway at the end of the night as neighbors you have never met before wander innocently down the street to gaze at your colorful display of fire.  But, every once in awhile, an amateur takes the trophy home early in reckless passion for the night by simply setting off all the car alarms within a square mile with a homemade concoction of years gone by firework duds. 

Independence Day, what a day.  I have had some great ones in the past.  Just last year, my brother and I combined forces, producing enough black powder to reenact our own British invasion.  We gave new meaning to the saying, “Christmas in July”, as we lit up the night.

As we tilt our heads up this year, looking to the skies in remembrance of those who have paid the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom, I encourage you to also turn your head to the cross. 

There, in the middle of a sunny afternoon, the skies began to darken, as the life of our Jesus began to leave his body.  He could have displayed his might and fought off his foes, but he chose to let them have their way with him.  He could have called down a legion of angels and decimated the entire area, but he hung there with the dark skies canvassing the background, that was the canopy to his breathless life.

His means of setting us free is not like our own.  We fight for freedom while this man, our God gave his life to set us free.

Galatians 5:1 reminds us exactly why Christ set us free, “For freedom, Christ has set you free; stand firm therefore and do not submit yourselves to a yoke of slavery.”

Carry on with your fire work shows, but remember this as you celebrate Independence Day, your freedom is only temporary if Christ has not set you free.