The Bald Eagle is our national bird. He is a symbol of power, beauty, strength, and integrity.
He is a symbol of
TheUnited States of America
The nation I live in...

To begin with, I love my country. Red, white, and blue are probably my favorite colors. I am what most would call a proud patriot. I would gladly take up arms in her defense if ever I had the slightest belief that her security was threatened. I think it a shame that people are not willing to participate in any conflict their nation would deem necessary to undertake. I do, however, understand their sentiment in choosing to do so. With the power-hungry and wicked in the capital writing their own agendas for our once fair nation, it is no hard thing to become a cynic who has lost faith in the government.
I think, however, that it is because our people have lost faith in God that our nation is in such a sad state. In a nation where the laws and government are determined by the voice of the people, that nation is only going to be as good as it's people. As a concerned American citizen, I feel it my duty to call on my countrymen (& countrywomen:-) to be good, wholesome, Christian people, if for nothing else, then for the sake of our children. I plead also with my fellow citizens to take an active role in improving our nation by doing the simplest of all things. The easiest way to actively participate in our government: to vote! Do it people. It's easy.
I think here in the United States we do not realize the truly great priveleges we have. The choices we have. The basic human rights to speak and think and worship as we wish. I did not even realize and probably still don't completely until I fell in with a co-worker from Sudan. (The state of things there is so that one walks the street in fear.) He has recently been studying to apply for citizenship and he cannot wait for the day when he can choose his own leaders. I was recently talking with him and I asked him how many of his extended family lived in America and he named them all off. I responded that i thought that was alot and how many still lived in Africa? He replied simply in his charming accent,"Too many." I am amazed that my friend and co-worker Char Choul of Sudan, Africa has lived here just about six years, yet his love of America rivals mine. It touches me in the most profound and patriotic way. It is what makes my home country, the United States of America, such a divine legacy and the greatest nation, truly God's promised land to so many peoples.

"God bless America."