eight years later...

“Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of the children. “ – President George W. Bush, November 11, 2001

I remember today where I was when I first heard. I was in New York, a few short hours away from the towers…I was in my sophomore art class waiting for the bell when the news broke on the radio. I was SHOCKED; time stood still. I didn’t go to my next class, I stood there listening for most of the next period along with all the other students who caught on there was something happening. After school I went home and watched the news for one of the few times in my life. I watched for HOURS, I couldn’t help myself. Today I remember how hopeless I felt; how pointless all things seemed. My perspective is a little different today these eight years later; today I pray for peace for the families of those lost, I pray for the families of those who orchestrated the attack, I pray for those who don’t or can’t or won’t forgive those men. I pray that God would continue to grow me into a woman who stands for his word and nothing else, that I would be used to bring peace to every person I encounter that is hurting.

I will never forget September 11, 2001.