Grit

There are events in this life that build men up or tear men down. Events that happen every day might be an accomplishment to those that you are around - or might seem to you to be mundane.
There is grit in Americans. There is toughness. Sometimes I think that we get soft, complacent, and lazy in our freedom. Then I read of those that have the utmost courage. My heart beats stronger. The emotion rises to the surface. And in that moment. I am proud to be an American. I am proud of those that march through sand on foriegn soils. Those that God brings home to Him, after having spilt their living red blood in sacrifice for others.
That moment, when I know that I am still an American, when I know that there is something else in life to live for. That is pride. That is peace. That is what God has given to me.
I am proud be who I am. I am but only a small part of a greater nation.
I am thankful that those who carry the weapons of peace, and administer the justice of war can make those decisions and that we as a nation have the strength to show others the way.
Dave