A Dozen Years

A dozen years have passed since I was told something terrible had happened while I sat in the comfort of our Kansas family room.  At Lunch time, my Husband would come home to eat and as he entered the room, he asked me if I had had the television on?  No, I hadn't.  

That's when he told me that something terrible had happened.  He was helping to host a special demonstration in the Kansas State University Student Union where large televisions were broadcasting when the 911 turn of events took place.




I sunk into the sofa.  Later glued to the reporting and television evening news about this tragedy that would change the course of history and encouraged me to study about the  m u s l i m  faith.  For the next few days on Campus, no one of the m u s l i m  faith could be found walking about Manhattan or in the stores.  

So much speculation has occurred.  

Each year I take note where I am on the anniversary of 911 recalling.  This year 911 will be on Wednesday.  Middle of the week. 

It is affecting me more severely this year than previous years.
Praying for our country, the family members of those that lost loved ones, for those that survived.  

Dear God, There is no name higher than the name of Jesus in which to pray in.  I am aware.  It is in His name I pray.  I praise you for your goodness and mercy.  I praise you the true living God.  May we not turn from you, but seek your face and honor your ways.  Your mercy endures forever. 

Comfort those that hurt from the results of 911.  I'm asking that the enemies future attempts to destroy my country be spoiled and not allowed to prosper.  I'm asking for your divine intervention for protection.  Have mercy on us, Lord.  I'm asking for revival in my country that the lost will seek your face as the Holy Spirit falls, that the hurting will rest in you and the rebellious turn from their wicked ways.  Let your holy word be heard and the way of salvation through Jesus be embraced and accepted.

In Jesus name I pray, Amen. 

Somber.
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