Remembering

Ten years.
Ten years since our false sense of security was shattered.
And we’ve lost so much.
Our country is in turmoil.
Brother fights against brother,
yet without guns or knives,
using hatred and greed instead.
We can no longer cling to the image of being untouchable.
Terrorism is a constant now,
maybe not in the way it was predicted,
but an ever-present threat, just the same.
But, for all we’ve lost, we’ve gained so much more!
We’ve learned perspective.
We’ve been reminded of what’s truly important.
We’ve found peace in the midst of chaos.
We’ve discovered what it means to “love thy neighbor.”
And some….those who have truly sought….have found Him.
9/11.  Always remember.
 
Be blessed and tell someone you love them!

 

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About meanderingswithgod

I Write. It’s what I do. It’s as vital a part of me as breathing. I write when I’m happy. I write when I’m sad. I write when I don’t understand. Or when I understand a little too clearly. I write when God’s speaking to me. And when I’m speaking to Him. And, more often than not, it comes out in rhythm and rhyme. In my words, you’ll find laughter and tears, pain and triumph, confusion and clarity. In my words, if you bother to search, you’ll find me. So, it is with both excitement and trepidation that I begin. This blog. This writing that’s been so long coming. My words. God’s words. Don’t worry, you’ll be able to tell the difference. Mine are clumsy, His are eloquent. I hope, as you read my verbal meanderings, that you’ll be blessed and find yourself searching for Him.
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