Memorial day.
It’s not just another day for bbqs (although if we’re being
honest, I’m really missing that part)
It’s a day to remember those who have sacrificed their lives
for America.
Even though the day is just beginning back home and almost
over for me, I am so thankful for this day. Being in Ethiopia puts a completely
new meaning to Memorial Day for me. On a daily basis I see poverty and hear
stories of people who have no other choice then to live in the conditions they
do. They didn’t have troops who fought for freedom. They don’t have a country
where they can come and go as they please. They have a country that finds no
desire to increase their technology or living conditions. They are a country so
rich in water, yet I am on day 24 of no running water at my house. They do not
have access to the knowledge or have the will to seek out other options. They
don’t have the choice to chose what cell phone company they want to use or
which is the best Internet provider, because well, there’s just one.
The government owns them. They don’t have the option to have
an option.
Today I am remembering not only the people who gave and GIVE
their lives to give me an option. I’m thanking God every second for the gift of
knowing freedom (and not just in the worldly sense).
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