Remembering 9/11/2001

Where were you on that awful day? Most of us can probably remember where we were on September 11, 2001. Those events are burned into our memories.

I remember the day vividly. On that Tuesday morning, as on every Tuesday morning, I was heading to church. Tuesday was the day for staff meeting, and was also our Ladies Bible Study day. We were planning to begin a new study on that morning, and as I had been preparing the introductory session, my thoughts had been focused on Psalm 62, specifically on verses 7-8......"On God my salvation and my glory rest; the rock of my strength, my refuge is in God. Trust in Him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before Him; God is a refuge for us." As the day progressed, I found myself holding on to those verses!

I walked into the family room just minutes after the first plane had hit. Brian (who had just gotten home from his job at UPS) was watching TV (the Today Show, I think) before heading upstairs to bed. We both stared at the TV in disbelief. And then the second plane hit. On my way to the church, I heard the news about the Pentagon on the car radio.

Our Bible Study that morning turned into a brief time of prayer and then I sent the ladies back home. Our staff meeting was cancelled. The pastor and I met briefly to talk through preliminary plans for the following Sunday worship service. Then he sent me back home.

Life as we knew it changed forever on that day. I remember well the shock and the grief and the numbness that followed for so many days. For many  those feelings are repeated each year as we mark another anniversary and as we see those horrible events replayed over and over and over on television. This year we have the added grief over the events of 9/11/12 in Benghazi.

Yes, life changed on that day.  We've grown accustomed to taking our shoes off at the airport and to having our purses and backpacks inspected.  Sadly, we're no longer surprised by acts of violence. 

But not everything has changed. It is still true that "my refuge is in God." I still grieve with and for those families who lost so much on that day; for the families of first responders and military personnel who, on that day and in the years that have followed, paid the ultimate sacrifice. I am still grateful for men and women who put their lives on the line every day to protect the freedoms we enjoy as Americans.

Even more, as I reflect on the ways that life has changed, I cling to the unchanging truth that "God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in time of trouble. Therefore we will not fear." (Psalm 46:1-2)