The gift of freedom isn’t free,
Not now or for eternity.
Our soldiers die or suffer loss,
Like Jesus on that wooden cross.
In war we lose our young and brave.
As with the Lord placed in a grave.
A youthful death brings pain, the worst.
God knows. He feels. His Child was first.
And on the day that Jesus died.
Like women now, His mother cried.
Her heart was crushed with hurt and strain, Continue reading Freedom Isn’t Free!