As A Son Of Liberty, Freedom Is In My Blood

Son_Of_Liberty_avatar_squareI didn’t participate in the Boston Tea Party. I didn’t meet at the Liberty Pole or the Liberty Tree to garner the news of the day. I wasn’t a member of the Loyal Nine, I didn’t participate in running secret messages for the Culper Spy Ring, and I wasn’t part of the original Sons of Liberty.  These are heroes that I can only hope to emulate.

Although I have no known familial relationship to the great men and women who founded this great country, I still claim to be a Son of Liberty. Let me tell you why.

It all has to do with freedom of choice. Agency. The Gospel. Rights given by God.

In the beginning, there was a plan presented by our Heavenly Father where He offered the opportunity for His children to come to earth, gain a body, live in families, and learn to obey His commandments so that we might become more like Him. He knew that we would make mistakes, and so He provided a Savior for us, even Jesus Christ. It was a good plan. A fair plan. One to which we agreed.

But in order for that plan to work, we would have to be given the car keys, so to speak. We can’t learn to drive without being able to actually start the engine and then pull the car out onto the street.

Choices would have to be made. Would we learn to obey the laws of the road? Would we be courteous to other drivers? Would we stop to help a stranded motorist? Would we keep our eyes on the goal–to return home to our Heavenly Father–or would we be distracted by too many side trips and therefore become lost?

Central to the great plan of happiness that the Father had presented to us was individual agency. We would need God-given rights in order to be able to choose.

But there was opposition. Satan didn’t like the idea of us having our freedom. He preferred that we be forced to do things his way. Not only that, but he wanted the glory and recognition for bringing us all home. He wanted to take the place of our Father.

For that rebellion, Satan was cast out of heaven.

The older I have gotten, the more I have realized how precious that right of agency is. Freedom to choose is an eternal law. The right to act for ourselves is God-given. So are the rights to speak. Rights to worship. Rights to petition. These are enumerated in our Constitution, and based on religious assertions in the Declaration of Independence: “…they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”

Liberty! Liberty is that right to choose. The Constitution protects that right and many others.

And yet in our own day, Satan still inspires his followers–children who once belonged to God, but who have forgotten who they are–to attempt to take away those liberties in any way they can.

This great war which occurred in heaven, and is described in the Revelation of St. John, still rages today. Governments, infiltrated by haters of freedom, exert all their influence in an effort to bring people into subjection. They wage war against principle, against families, and against the individual. These governments destroy the liberties of the people under programs and philosophies called Socialism, Marxism, Communism, and others. In fact, the purveyors of these Satanic, freedom-destroying programs are the Progressives of our day.

Living in Utah, I have previously registered as a Republican so that I can vote in the State primary. But I don’t consider myself a Republican. I have far more in common with Constitutionalists, Libertarians, and Tea Party folks. Truth be told, I side with George Washington. He despised the idea of political parties. So do I. Let a man or woman run on the merits of their own character. Party platform is deceptive. Party influence is corruptible. For that reason, I consider myself an Independent. And if I were to ever run for office, that is probably how I would run.

But let me tell you this: First, and foremost, I am for liberty. Of all of the things that I believe in, I have the strongest desires to protect the rights guaranteed by the Constitution. And that means I claim the God-given right to protect myself and my family from ANYONE and ANYTHING that would take those rights away.

That is why the 2nd Amendment is so important to me. It protects me from tyranny. I protects me from my Government. It allows me to guarantee, for myself, that my freedom to speak, to worship, and to petition–rights that pertain to LIBERTY–will never be taken from me.

May God preserve the sacred document which He inspired to protect our liberties. May we always fight to protect it. May we all be Sons and Daughters of Liberty.

 

 

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