I remember getting ready for the day. Same routine. Similar morning tradition with the Today show on in the background drowning out the clanking of the breakfast preparation.
Then everything changed… September 11th, 2001
I watched as smoke billowed out from one tower and then in what I can only describe as one of the eeriest feelings I’ve ever had – I watched the next plane crash into the adjacent tower a few minutes later…
Not to relive those horrifying moments, but I do believe it’s important to remember. I remember sitting on my couch with tears rolling down my cheeks and praying. I remember instinctively checking on my family – more so for my own reassurance. But all the while knowing the folks there in NY, at the Pentagon and in PA weren’t so fortunate to feel the reassurance I had found.
Hollow. Numb. Confused. Sad. Bewildered and Angry. All emotions I remember feeling.
It was my dad’s birthday (Sept. 11th), so I remember being at dinner that night and it felt so surreal to ‘just continue on’. The utter shock hung all over that restaurant and every patron there. The only conversation topic was what we now simply refer too as “9/11” – and instantly all of us share a connection.
So this weekend, I remember. I’m pausing in ways to remember those that lost their lives that day. Some unknowingly as tragedy struck out of the blue and took them. Some knowingly as they rushed in to assist and help, despite the uncertainty of return. I’m praying comfort again in fresh ways for those families that have suffered an irreplaceable loss. I’m praying for our nation, our leaders and us as a people. That we might unite again, to resolve to stand strong. That we might rally around a responsibility to make a contribution to this world that is stronger than any act seeking to deliver destruction and stir up fear.
We’ve changed as a nation. You’ve changed. I’ve changed.
So we remember, even as we continue to move forward…
I pray we move forward with God’s presence, because it’s His presence that can bring comfort, strength, wisdom, unity and foster love.
3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. ~2 Corinthians 1:3-4
We wait in hope for the LORD; he is our help and our shield. ~Psalm 33:20 (see all Psalm 33)
We also pause this week to remember our First Responders in our local communities. To honor and pray for the men and women of our police, fire, EMS, hospital staffs, Border Patrol, etc. – who everyday seek to be available to answer every call necessary. We also honor our men and women of our military who work to protect our freedoms.
*We are having special services at our church this week to honor First Responders – click here for more info