The next time you hear the Star Spangled Banner, I implore you to contemplate the words.
We hear this anthem at sporting events, and certainly during the Olympics. Sometimes we are moved to tears just listening to the familiar tune, watching as our fellow Americans reverently honor this land of the free. Few people take the time to consider that this song is actually a poem about personal and communal sacrifice.
How great would it be if more of us today considered the acts of sacrifice that had to be made “through the night” while bombs burst in the air to protect our flag and our freedom? I'm not necessarily trying to make a point about patriotism here, though I think that is a fine and noble characteristic. Instead, my hope is that we could all do some translation and interpretation into our own worlds.
What do we sacrifice? What comforts are we willing to forgo for a greater purpose?




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