It was like any other day. Crisp fall air cut through the endless humidity of a long hot summer. It was a day that would change lives, wound hearts and awaken patriotism. Church doors opened as thousands went to pray for those afflicted by the disaster. Hymns like “Amazing Grace” poured from the windows. Children sat wondering what was wrong as they watched parents and others weep because of this horrible act of terrorism. We prayed for our own personal safety, the wisdom of our leaders and the freedom to live as we had before. I remember being seized with the desire to purchase as many flags as I could, but many others had the same idea.
Our country was brutally reminded that we weren’t invincible – our enemies had invaded our borders and killed unsuspecting souls – our whole existence changed.
Fourteen years have passed since that mournful day. We rebuilt, we came together, there was a surge in patriotism, but with a new war, we again began to grumble and grow complacent.
The heroes of 9/11 were ordinary citizens, the first responders, police and firefighters. The same group of men and women are no longer revered as the heroes they are. We’ve endured much loss of respect as a nation over the past several years. The once strong United States of America has become a nation of sheep, being led by an incompetent shepherd.
In a way, the terrorists won. Many of the freedoms we once enjoyed have been violated. It’s time to renew our place in this world – to come together with love and respect for the country which has always had open doors to the world, but still will do anything to protect her. Out of the ashes of that misery, there must be a new call to freedom.
Dear Eternal God, you are in control of everything. I praise you for being with us even when we turn away from you.. Guard our country and bring her back to her place in the world. Please restore the love and respect that once flowed deeply for our country and heal our land. Amen!