Everywhere I go in these United States I feel a little better when I see our flag on display. She really is a grand ole flag. It’s beautiful. It’s sharp. It’s symmetrical. It carries meaning. It demands respect as countless souls have battled just to see it wave yet another day. Our flag has been the star that thousands have wished upon while in some foreign land. Our flag has been, and still is, the sign of hope, the welcome sight representing opportunity. If only more Americans would live each day recognizing that opportunity. If each of us had gone to battle ‘neath her I dare say our resolve would be unwavering and our respect would only be measured by the sincere gratitude we would have for our way of life.
As I drive around with our two-year old twins, we look for American flags. They spot them before I do sometimes. They know our flag. They know stars. They know stripes. They too will respect and care for our flag.
Read the stories of why, where, and when Francis Scott Key wrote the Star Spangled Banner. Read the stories about our service men and women whose hopes and fears were directly relative to whether or not they could see our flag. Pause at least for a moment and take in the beauty of our flag. Pledge allegiance to the flag. Say the pledge and know what you mean when the words are spoken. I thoroughly enjoy Red Skelton’s version of our Pledge of Allegiance. I had to put this link and reference in here because this is language use and audible respect as it should be.
It’s Flag Day. Notice. Understand. Respect. Be thankful. Think outside of yourself and the world you occupy daily, and recognize the devotion and effort it has taken just so we could see this beautiful flag wave in all it’s freedom. Enjoy.