Thursday, September 10, 2009

We Remember. . .

September 11, 2001 is a day vividly seared into mine, and most of this nation's memories. Whether or not you agree with the actions that followed the terrorist attacks, everyone was affected by what took place eight years ago. I can't believe it was so long ago! We moved from Washington D.C. to Minot, North Dakota in July of 2001; the office my daddy had just vacated was on the side of the pentagon that was hit that day. I am so thankful that the Lord had moved us far away just prior, as upset as I was to leave that favorite city of mine.

On the morning of September 11, I was in 7th grade band class when the first tower was hit. My class was packing up our instruments to move on to second period (life science) when Father came over the loudspeakers (I went to catholic school). He told us to remain clam, but to move quickly to our next class and to turn on the TVs. I remember being shocked by what transpired. Five minutes into class, the second tower was hit. The class gasped. Father got on the loudspeaker again and led the whole school (7th-12th grade) in prayer and told us at the end of the period, to all meet in the gymnasium to pray the rosary for our nation. It was while we were praying the rosary that the Pentagon was hit. Our principal walked into the gym and told us, and I sobbed. The principal pulled all of us kids from the military base into the office following the rosary to let us know that it would take several hours to get home that night (base was about 30 minutes outside of town) as the base was on lock down. All phone lines were busy and I could not get a hold of anyone. It took nine hours to get home after school that day and I remember never being so thankful to see my Daddy as I was that night.

Three days later on September 14, an idiot jumped the fence at the base and we went into lock down again. God made it so I would stay home that day for a reason. At 9:07 a.m. the song "Unanswered Prayers" came on the radio, and at the same time back in Virginia, my friend Iveliesse had passed away due to a brain tumor. God's timing that week was horrible with two tragic and life altering events taking place, but he knew what he was doing by moving my Daddy far away from his old office, and having that part of the Pentagon under construction and by taking Ive out of her suffering. It took me a long time to understand his timing, but all I can say now is Praise to God for your mysterious ways.

Please pray for all families and individuals affected by the events back in 2001. I know each of us experienced the same event, but the way our lives were affected are all very different. Know that God loves each of us and is watching out for everyone, weaving his beautiful tapestry with each of our lives.


Kassie said...

That was beautiful. Such a unique story. There are so many cases of unanswered prayers.