This post was originally written two years ago today. It was my very first blog post. I thought it was appropriate to bring it back today. I will say that as I re-read this post, I can praise the Lord that He has lessened my anxiety about the future for my children. Even as we approach this election, it would be easy to fear for our country, but I know that God hand-picks the leaders of this world for a divine and ultimate purpose. We need not fear! Our God is an awesome God. He is in control. And He is working out His plan. To the families and friends of those who perished in the massacre of 9/11, I am praying for you today.
Ask my family. I am a person who never remembers anything. But I will forever remember what I was doing and where I was the day the twin towers were hit. I was seven months pregnant with my son Cody. I was on my way to bible study and I heard the morning D.J.s at my favorite radio station, WMBI, speaking gravely as they described what had just happened. My thoughts quickly moved from the horror of what I was hearing to my younger sister, Darci. She was living on the outskirts of NYC at the time and I immediately dialed her on my cell phone. Nothing. I called my family in Indiana and we began praying that she was alright. It would be many hours before we would finally get through to her and realize she was safe.
I remember turning the car around and heading back home, believing I would be safer at home instead of going to my bible study that morning. Looking back, I would have been better off being with my sisters in Christ than turning on the TV and not moving from it until my husband arrived home from work later that evening. What kind of world was my unborn child going to come into? A world full of terrorism, fear, hatred, and distress?
I finally reached for my Bible after crying and staring at my television for the majority of the day. It was there that the Lord comforted me in my distress by His promises in Isaiah 40:11. It reads, "He tends His flock like a Shepherd; He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to His heart; He gently leads those that have young." I remember feeling peace in my spirit for the first time that day.
At this five-year anniversary, I am still prone to fear, anxiety, and uncertainty about our nation's future (and what kind of world my children will be living in years from now), but 9/11 taught me that in the midst of adversity, ours is a God who is still bigger and greater than any terrorist plot could ever be. For me, today will be a reminder that where I need to be is on my knees before my God and King.