"Are you watching the news? Turn on the Today Show! An airplane just hit one of the World Trade Center towers."
I quickly tuned in just as another plane circled around and hit the other tower! I sat on my bed in disbelief. My older children came and sat on the bed with me and we watched the events unfold. The younger children ate breakfast and watched Sesame Street in the living room, oblivious to the turmoil and destruction that had occurred in New York. My sons, older daughter and I were held captive by the sights on the news channel as the towers collapsed, reports of another plane impacting the Pentagon came in, and still one report much later of Flight 93 that had crashed in Pennsylvania and the passengers chose to try to subdue their assailant.
That day, all air traffic was grounded. I remember how quiet the skies were and how plain and disturbing the sky looked with no white contrails from the commercials jets lacing them as I had come to expect. It was a quiet and solemn day.
As I thought back to that day and talked about it with my children, I realized the three younger ones had no clue what September 11th was all about. Two years ago, my husband and I sat down with our five younger children. The two older ones had some idea of what the events held, but we pulled up YouTube videos and watched the recorded newscasts. We explained as much as we could and answered as many questions as we had answers for, but those three younger children (now 13, 12 and 10) will never fully grasp the impact and emotions and sadness of that day.
|Our kids 3 years after September 11, 2001. December 2004.|
My prayer today is that our country not let subtle or elaborate attacks prevail, that we take a stand, and that God send revival to heal our land! Let us PRAY!!