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9-1-1 a call for help; a cry to be rescued. 9-11 a day our Nation will never forget; when life as we knew it changed – perhaps never to be the same again. September 11, 2001 began as always… rising early in the morning, walking the dog, throwing breakfast together for the kids, grab the purse, grab the keys, hurry please, car pool line at school, kisses good-bye, don’t forget your lunch, driving a little too fast to get to work… life as I know it. Zoning out as I drove along… sometimes humming a tune, sometimes thinking right out loud… when the announcer on the radio jerked me back to reality. “An American Airlines passenger plane just crashed into one of the twin towers at the World Trade Center in New York City”… “Explosions, fire, smoke”… I don’t remember the rest of the drive to work, parking the car or riding the elevator to the fourth floor… But I do remember our office staff gathered around a radio listening, hoping… when suddenly we heard… “Another American Airlines passenger plane just crashed into the second tower”… “We are under attack, our nation is under attack”… As you became aware of these events, what were your first thoughts? Did you wonder how this would affect the stock market? Were you concerned how this would impact the business transaction you were frantically trying to close? Or did you find, like most Americans, that all you really thought about or cared about was your family and how you just wanted to be with them… to hug them… and see with your own eyes that they were ok. Did you find, like most Americans, that you desperately wanted to do something but realized aside from blood donations and financial donations, the only thing that felt right was falling on your knees in prayer? “Oh Lord, hear our cries, heal the wounded, protect those trying to save them, comfort those that mourn”… What happened on that sunny, September morning? What went so terribly wrong? Even my ten-year old son asked me, “Mom, why would God do that?” “Honey,” I replied, “God didn’t do that – evil in the hearts of men did that.” Yet, God will have the final word because He has the ability to take what man meant for evil and from the destruction create something of beauty. Take a look around you. It’s already beginning to happen…
On September 11, 2001 life as we knew it changed – perhaps never to be the same again. Oh, how I pray that is true! |
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