Not Today

I wanted to start a new feature today but it just seems silly in light of the significance of this date in our recent history. September 11th, 2001, I was 7 months pregnant with my first baby and I remember thinking how surreal it all seemed. Being a West coaster and a home body I didn't even learn of the first crash until after noon. I heard a radio news caster mention a plane crashing into a high rise in New York. That was it. Then music started and until my Husband came home from work I heard nothing more. For the rest of the evening we watched the news in horror of the things we saw, not knowing for sure if there was more to come.

My heart goes out to the families of those killed and injured in this senseless act of terror. And still today so many are being effected by the war which continues to go on. Yet out of the ashes and pain and heartache there was a glimmer of hope. A nation which had grown complacent was stirred into action. Patriotism was reawakened, and even those who never believed there was a God began to cry out to Him for understanding and grace. Many prayed who had never prayed before, and people reached out to strangers all around them. We were no longer separate communities but one nation under God, indivisible.

Now, seven years later, as we all sit in remembrance and mourn for those lost, admire those who showed bravery, and hold out hope for those still in battle, I pray that this date will serve to keep complacency at bay and draw the nation together to continue the fight for liberty and justice for all. God Bless.