Remebering 9/11/2001
I was a senior in high school. Kaleb and I had been married just a few months, but circumstances had him back in Michigan for the time. I was missing him.
I was sitting in Senior English. I was blessed to go to a Christian school where we prayed together every morning. My classmate Amanda raised her hand.
“We should pray for the people in the plane crash.”
Plane crash? What plane crash?
We turned on the news.
We watched as the second plane hit.
This was no accident.
We watched all day. We prayed. We wondered what was ahead.
There were rumors. Rumors of gas tripling in price overnight. Rumors of Marshall Law.
I waited in line for gas.
Kaleb called. “If anything more happens, you wait there! I will find you! I will come get you!”
Gas did not triple. Marshall Law was not instated. The panic was still felt.
My adult life was changed forever.
I’m remembering today. I’m praying today. I am praying for our nation and the direction it’s heading. I am praying for the families of those brave men and women that died that day. I am praying against the evil one who deceives men’s hearts to hate enough to be willing to kill and die for that hate. I’m praying for the safety of my husband as he flies home tomorrow.
Don’t forget.
