Patriotism has fallen on hard times lately. As some try to convince us that our country is the source of all the world’s problems, or that to celebrate America is to show narrowness and exclusivism, or (from the Christian side) that to celebrate freedom or feel a sense of patriotism is to align oneself with the kingdoms of the world–I keep thinking to myself…


One can be patriotic without being sectarian, abusive to others, or aligning oneself with the principalities and the powers.

Today is Independence Day, and it’s one on which I like to celebrate that I live in a great country, and the fact that we can even sit around debating like we do without fear is something that testifies to America’s beauty. There is nothing wrong with loving one’s country. There is something wrong with patriotism that takes a wrong turn into
the aforementioned vices, or when allegiance to one’s country trumps one’s allegiance to Christ.

But, it seems to me that we live in a country that has a hard time being thankful for their country and heritage these days. It’s OK to be thankful for America. It’s OK to celebrate America. It’s OK. It’s OK. It’s OK.

Maya Angelou was right:

"We really are 15 countries, and it’s really
remarkable that each of us thinks we represent the real America. The
Midwesterner in Kansas, the black American in Durham — both are
certain they are the real American."

But we are Americans. And that’s a good thing. It’s not the only thing. It’s not the best thing. But, it’s a good thing. A really good thing.