This week out of the year is always a busy time for us in our family. It is our daughter's birthday. School is in full swing. We have other family members' birthdays. Plus, there are loved ones we have lost- both family and friends.
So, it is bittersweet.
9/11... Another sad memory. We all remember where we were of course. I am no exception: A young mom with a two-year-old and in the first trimester with my second child. Still new at the whole "mom thing." Couldn't reach my husband since all the cell phone lines were busy. Ended up going to a friend's house to pray. It was all we could do, and in retrospect, it was the best thing we could do.
I remember the NYC skyline well, as I could see it from my room in college. I took them for granted really. Just part of the scenery. But, I remember the first time I saw the towers up close- just years before everything came crashing down.
And, I always loved, after my years of college, that I could see the skyline on one of my favorite brands of coffee. But, the towers aren't even on the coffee canister anymore like they used to be. They are gone along with so many people from our world:
brave, heroic, frightened, young, old, friends, family...
Some knew where they were headed for all eternity.
Others didn't have a clue.
This is the one thing that reminds me how important it is to continue to share my faith in God with others.
We never know what tomorrow may bring.
"Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we’re in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever." Hebrews 12:2, The Message Version.
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