“We had Bible reading and prayer right after supper, even before I cleaned up the kitchen,” says Mrs. Graham. “We all got down on our knees and prayed, yes we did, sometimes from twenty to thirty minutes. That was the main event of the day in our house.”* Billy Graham’s mother gave a peek into her family life when her son was young through that quote. Surely God would smile down on such dedication as their entire family gave regular disciplined time to the One who made them a family.

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Outside my bedroom window there is a field. Sometimes when I get up in the morning I look out. I just want to look at it. It’s so peaceful. An empty field where the grass grows long and wild. I enjoy the quietness as I watch the wind gently bend the now golden blades of varied lengths.
I then breathe a small sigh of relief as I study the familiar scenery. Yeah, it’s still there. I mean freedom. Then I say a small prayer. Thank you, God, I’m an American and thank you America is still free today.

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