“When ye come together therefore into one place, [this] is
not to eat the Lord's supper.”
1 Corinthians 11:20
Eighteen
years. Eighteen years ago the Twin Towers in New York City fell like Lucifer
the Light Bringer did. Eighteen years ago a group of heroic passengers stopped
a high jacking of an airplane in Pennsylvania. Eighteen years ago a passenger
plane crashed into the Pentagon.
This
day is a sad, somber day of remembrance in honor of those who lost their lives
this day. And in remembrance of those who lost their lives this day trying to find
survivors. And today, we also honor those First Responders who have died from
illnesses stemming from their efforts to find both survivors and the dead so
families and loved ones may have closure.
Eighteen years. Eighteen years ago the souls in
Heaven wept for weeks on end. Their tears of sadness, remorse and anger at the
massive loss of life formed a river that fed the rains that fell after that
fateful day of tragedy. The darkness has come. And it has gone. But it has left
a bitter taste in our mouths. And an anger so palpable you can sense it in the
air.
Eighteen years. And we are still wondering
what we did to deserve this. Wondering WHY it had to happen. Why was this
nation made to grieve for such a tragedy? Why were we made to witness such a
tragic and traumatic event of such magnitude?
Osama
Bin Laden is dead. America has had its vengeance. It has gotten its pound of
flesh. Now. Today. This minute. Yes, this minute. Let us light a candle for
dead – the innocent, the not so-innocent, and the victims of this heinous
crime.
Let us
light a candle, bow our heads and pray. Let us pray for healing. And for strength.
Why healing? So we might heal this nation’s soul. And strength? So we might
find the strength in our hearts to turn the other cheek.
Amen
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