Yesterday we marked another anniversary of the 9/11 attacks on our country. Where were you on that awful day? Even after all these years, most of us who were alive at that time can probably remember where we were on September 11, 2001. Those events are burned into our memories.
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 after that horrible day. 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.
Life changed 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 just because their family member went to work that morning. I still grieve 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 this unchanging truth:
"God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in time of trouble. Therefore we will not fear." (Psalm 46:1-2)
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