Has it really been 9 years? I still remember exactly where I was when it happened and the immediate confusion I felt. I was in Dallas, TX. a few weeks into my short stay at Potter's House Master's Commission at Bishop T.D. Jakes Church. It was crazy. My reaction was of disbelief, shock and an overwhelming feeling of insecurity. How could this happen? How many died? People are jumping out of windows? What happens now?
...God help us.
Today my heart breaks. As a parent I feel it deeper. My heart goes out to every parent who lost a child that day. I can't even imagine losing one of my children, some parents lost all their children on that day. To every parent whose children were hurt, lost and seem forgotten. No one should feel like their children are forgotten. No one. Not the "good" kids or the "bad" kids. Every kid has a mom and a dad. Every child has a God who made sure they existed...even if it was for a short time. My heart is heavy when I think about the pain and suffering for the families that will be remembering and reliving this day. God, please send your Holy Spirit to comfort and to save.
It's not enough to just remember. Yes, we remember and we never forget but we have to act. In order for us to make a difference it requires action. We have to stand together on our beliefs and trust in God to save us, to redeem us and to forgive us.
Today as I remember, I also celebrate. Celebrate my husband on his birthday...yes, his birthday is 9/11 :) And I choose to enjoy every minute of this day with the family that God gave me and pray we are a witness to those around us. Our lives are moments. How we choose to live those moments is up to us. God gave them to us to live! And in one of those moments we could change the course of history. We could make a difference, we could BE a difference.
Ponder this....how will I live my "moments" today?
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