Last week my younger son and I went on a school field trip to Jamestown and Williamsburg, Virginia.
As we toured the tiny boat that the Jamestown settlers crossed the Atlantic in to set up new homes in a new unfamiliar land, the bravery of these men who sailed this boat could not be avoided.
It took great courage to face the unfamiliar.
To looked danger in the eye and go forward.
Step onto a very small boat and then again to step out of that boat on to the dirt of a new continent a new world.
They started over from scratch.
Beginning with cutting down trees to build their own homes to face the cold winter.
They faced the occupants of the land they invaded who were not always friendly.
(Would we be friendly if someone came and built a house on our land?)
Though the ones that they dealt with the most were the Powhatans, those of Pocahontas’s origin, were a fairly peaceful bunch.
Their bravery is where we are born from as descendants living here on that soil on which they first stepped.
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We then went on to Williamsburg , to a place where brave words were spoken.
Patrick Henry at the young age of 25, boldly declared, “Give me liberty or give me death.”
Where would we be without that kind of bravery?
The bravey that it took for the early colonists who became revolutionaries to stand up for their rights, as people, as a country.
They laid their lives, families, and futures on the line for the good of others.
That kind of bravery and patriotism seems to be rare today in our young people of that same age bracket.
There are brave men standing up but there needs to be so many more.
Joining up with Lisa Jo today for Five Minute Friday.