One of the most dramatic photographs that appeared right after the destruction in New York on September 11, 2001, shows the skeletal remains of the Twin Towers . The towers are silhouetted in the midst of smoke, ash and death. Today we’ll talk about that day. Many young children won’t remember. Even young adults will not relate to this event, because it isn’t often reflected upon in schools. The memory is still very fresh in the minds of those who lost loved ones – families of first responders – a city filled with dense and rancid ash – but, like what happened at Pearl Harbor, it must be remembered by all Americans.
Our freedom was attacked by terrorists. They somehow breached the system and were able to crush lives and the spirit of loyalty to country in just a short time. How could such a thing happen in the USA? The war on terrorism ensued and more lives were lost. Over the last twenty-one years, this event changed our mission statement. We grew further and further away from our Creator, when we needed Him the most. With a worldwide pandemic happening only nineteen years later, it was just another blow to our faith in government – our relationships – our patriotism – our God. It seemed our world was changing so much in that short period of time. Events seemed to be turning upside down. Respect for law enforcement – lack of taking responsibility for our actions – people were now isolated from friends and churches. It seemed we were falling backwards rather than pushing forward with the American dream.
I pray that our nation remembers the cost of our freedom. I pray that we return to God as a nation. I pray that we don’t need another wakeup call, but I fear that might be the only way we return to our only hope in life. Patriotist was born out of faith in God. Let’s not forget Him either.
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”