Rising from the ashes...

I love this country. I love freedom. I'm a flag waver. I'm so gut-ornery appreciative of what

people have done, endured, lived to make us free.

Last year I was in New York City with my husband.

Lawyer Boy put us up in the Hilton overlooking Ground Zero.

When he booked the room, the clerk reminded him that work crews were active on site 24/7.

She advised him that there would be constant activity.

Noise.

People working. Lights. Motors. A hallowed ground being rebuilt.

(okay, those last words were mine)

And Lawyer Boy said:

"Oddly enough, my mother will actually consider that a plus."

Here are the trees going in... August, 2011. Amazing what a difference a tree makes.

One of my favorite scriptures is from Chronicles... God's simple request for prayer.

"...if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land."

God bless America.