Hubs and I have been tuning in to the Republican National Convention this week and have enjoyed some really great, dynamic speeches. I have been enlightened and deeply touched in ways that I never thought were possible. I was especially touched by a speech delivered by Fred Thompson on Tuesday night. I always knew that John McCain is a former POW, but I never really sat and thought about what that truly meant for him and others like him. The pain and torture that they had to endure each and every day. Through this speech on Tuesday night, and reiterated by Mike Huckabee on Wednesday night, they illustrated the horrific torture that John McCain endured for 5 ½ years. Horrific. The countless beatings, broken bones, hunger, filthy conditions and inhumane “medical treatment.”
For 5 ½ years.
It is troubling to think what those men selflessly endured as service to their country. It reminds me that outside of my “cushy” world that I live in there are people that live a beaten and battered existence every day. Where they aren’t free to choose their religion, their clothing, their spouses even. People live in countries where disease runs rampant and simple things like food, shelter and clothing are a luxury. It is only by the Grace of God and the selfless acts of our service men and women that I wake up each day in a bed, with a roof over my head, food in the refrigerator, a car to get me around and freedom. The freedom to choose which religion I follow. The freedom to choose the person I want to lead our country. The freedom to say whatever I want without persecution. The freedom to live without fear.
For that, I am truly thankful.