Today our hearts are deeply touched in rememberance of those whose lives were sacrificed on this day, ten years ago, in one of the most devastating terrorist attacks ever launched upon our country and its' people. This was the image on the front page of a newspaper today. The New York City night sky depicting the somberness, with two searing lights, representing the two fallen Twin Towers, reaching skyward against the the backdrop of night, reminding us every night of those whose lives were given on that fateful day.
Our prayers continue for the families whose loved ones were lost so unexpectedly on September 11th, 2001. But we pray that they will know that, when God allows such incredible suffering in our lives, He also provides His comforting love.
"For His anger endureth but for a moment;
In His favour is life: for weeping may endure
For a night, but joy cometh in the morning."
(Psalm 30:5)
The Hands of God Reach Down to Earth, to Hold Us,
Comfort Us & Heal The Hearts of Our People
Isn't this an incredible picture. It was sent to me from a friend and is a real photograph! If you have ever doubted the existence of God, this image certainly looks strikingly like the hands of God, reaching down to earth, doesn't it? I printed this photograph out and have a full size on the cover of one of my notebooks. Every time I look at it, I am so humbled.
Ten years ago, on September 11, 2001, I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing, when the first plane struck the first Twin Tower in New York City. I had stayed home from work that morning because one of our sons was very sick and home from work. Around 8:30 am, our son called to me from the family room, "Mom, come here quick! You won't believe what I just saw! An airplane just flew into a building in New York City! We stood in front of the TV, with our mouths open in shock, and watched as the second plane flew into the second Twin Tower. Holding each other, we stood there watching in horror, and then the terrifying circumstances that surrounded these horrible events began to be reported. Our nation was under attack by terrorists! We could barely take it all in that fateful day.
In the days, weeks, and months that followed, our nation was so bonded together, as we mourned the deep sense of loss we all felt, for the thousands of Americans who lost their lives that day. So senseless, shocking that it was almost unfathomable to absorb. But one truth remains, no matter what kind of sorrow we have experienced, we know that, we are surrounded by the deep love and comfort of a loving and true God.
Every year since that terrible and tragic day of great loss, I have read the scripture from 2 Chronicles 7:14, and it comforts me.
"If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sins, and will heal their land."
May God bless the hearts and souls of those who have lost loved ones, as we remember our "fallen heroes", and may He lead our nation forward as one nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all. Amen.
