11 Years Ago

11 years.... Doesn't seem like that long. Seems like yesterday, although so much has changed since then.

11 years ago, I was in Chicago with my 1 yr old daughter, my exhusband, and my parents. I remember waking up and seeing what looked like a Hollywood movie on TV. Buildings, planes, explosions, dust, people falling...

11 years ago, I realized that it wasn't a movie. It was real. People really hijacked a plane and crashed into our landmark in NYC killing hundreds of innocent people.

11 years ago I heard my little girl say, "Why those bad men hit the building in plane?". How do you explain that to a 1 year old when you can't explain it to yourself?

11 years ago I was scared. I was terrified it was going to happen where we were. What would I do? Where would I go? Would we survive?

11 years ago my heart broke for people I didn't know. People lost moms, dads, husbands, wives... I cried and cried for all those lost in the attacks and for those who were left behind.  I guess that's the one thing that hasnt changed in 11 years. My heart is still broken for them.

God, on the anniversary of these terror attacks, I pray for those who were directly impacted. For those who went on to be with you as well as those left behind. I pray for the police officers and firemen who risk their lives daily to serve their communities. I pray for the people who think to do these bad things, that you would touch their hearts and get in their heads. Lord, let them know You and stop this senselessness. You are a God of healing and of love and I pray that, on this day especially, we as a nation can feel Your goodness. In Jesus' name, Amen.