“It is through this mysterious power that we too have our being, and we therefore yield to our neighbors, even to our animal neighbors, the same right as ourselves to inhabit this vast land.”   Sitting Bull

As an American, I am proud to call the United States my home. Not simply because of the freedoms we have grown too accustomed to, but also for the fact that this nation is a compilation of many nations.

I’ve been told that I may have an ounce of native American blood flowing in my veins.  I wouldn’t be surprised, because I have just about every other kind.  Maybe I should have my DNA tested by Ancestry.com. My heritage includes Irish, English, Swedish, French and German.  I guess you could say I’m made up of a whole conglomeration of countries.

If I do, in fact have native blood, I would be even more proud to call myself an American.  Without the original natives, our country would never have come to be. They were there when the first pilgrims landed and set up a colony.  They were there to guide newcomers across unknown territories and teach them to track and kill game for their provision.  They were willing to share their lands with them.

We are a nation of many cultures – many origins – many beliefs and backgrounds.  When the founders wrote the Constitution, they knew that many more would come and that document would have to allow for all of that.  Our founders had a strong commitment to the truth that all men are created equal and should have equal rights under the law.

As we celebrate this special birthday of our nation, we should recall our own heritage and how each one has played a part in the blending of what we now have.  God bless our country – a coming together of many and the unity of all.GO


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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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  1. Karina Lam says:

    Happy 4th of July to you and America, sister 🙂 God bless you and all people of America.

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  2. Beautifully said. ❤

    I had my DNA analysed by ancestry dot com a couple of years ago. It was a shock to discover at the age of 62 that my racial heritage is nothing like the Hines 57 mixture that I had been told it was. I am 73% British — more British, according to information I found on ancestry’s website, than the average person living in England today, whose DNA is typically only about 60% British! I am also 16% Irish. With my green eyes, freckles, and reddish blonde hair, I expected to be a lot more Irish than 16%.

    All of that was very interesting, however, the shocker was that my dad’s supposed racial mix was entirely missing from my DNA profile. His half black dad and his German mother are not evident in my DNA, if ancestry dot com is correct. Also missing is the Native American that I was told I had.

    Aw, well. I am the Lord’s, and that is all I need to know. 🙂

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