Showing posts with label september 11. Show all posts
Showing posts with label september 11. Show all posts
Picture from Rifle Paper Company World Traveler Map (found HERE)It has been 24 years since America witnessed one of the worst terrorist attacks in our history since Pearl Harbor. As a High School teacher I used to show my students part of a documentary about September 11th (as many of them were exceptionally young or to young to remember that day) as a way to help them understand the tragedy and the bravery of so many on this day. It was a way to not only "pause and remember" but to reflect on the incredible amount of freedom that we experience in America and to remember and pray for those who have given so much for our country in the past and to thank and pray for those who are serving our country today.
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| Pic found HERE I would also share my personal story of being on the first international flight allowed back into the country (I had been studying abroad during that time), dealing with the horror of lost loved ones and friends (and of friends who lost so many people that day), and of finding so much hope through the kindness of strangers and of a country rallying together. Eleven years ago I walked back into Newark Airport for the first time in 13 years and was overcome and struck by the differences between the two times. Instead of Air Marshall's guarding our flight and the tension that came with our long international flight and the regulations of being the first flight back into the US, my flight from California was peaceful as many people slept for the duration. Instead of the stewards and stewardesses crying, they were smiling. Instead of the passengers singing "God Bless America", we landed silently. Instead of rows and rows of planes not moving at Newark, planes were steadily taking off the ground. Instead of being greeted by soldiers from the National Guard lined up at our gate to greet and escort us to immigration lines, I walked off the plane alone. Instead of Newark being a chaotic scene of red cross workers, rows and rows of cots, family members and loved ones in tears, and the haunted look of despair, Newark was busy with people excited to get to their destinations. I paused to look out at the exact place that I stood at 13 years ago and was overcome with emotion. |
Emotion at the changes.
Emotion for those that lost so much that day.
Emotion for the way that our country rallied together and responded to the crisis.
Emotion for those who continue to grieve their lost loved ones.
Emotion for living in a country that fights for freedom despite incredible odds and terror.
As we stop to remember the loss of loved ones I thank God for living in a country that is free. A country that though we may not agree with everything and feels completely divided right now and even in the past 24 hours has watched an unbelievable and horrific event occur, has in the past rebuilt after tragedy and holding onto the tenuous hope that this can happen again.
My heart goes out to all who lost a loved one this tragic day 24 years ago. May you feel the comfort and the love of so many around the nation and around the world as we pause to reflect on the bravery of so many not only today, but each day.
May the legacy that we build from that time help us today.
I pray that we always remember September 11th and honor those who were lost, encourage the hearts of those who are grieving lost loved ones, and remember the bravery of so many.
This picture above is of Father Mychal Judge who was killed on September 11th. The day before he gave his last message and I wanted to share part of it with you today:
"Thank you Lord for life. Thank you for love. Thank you for goodness. Thank you for work. Thank you for family. Thank you for friends. Thank you for every gift because we know that every gift comes from you, and without you, we have and are nothing. So, as we celebrate this day in thanksgiving to you, keep our hearts and minds open. Let us enjoy each other's company, and most of all, let us be conscious of Your presence in our lives and in a special way in the lives of all those who have gone before us. And Father we make our prayer, as always, in Jesus' name who lives with You forever and ever.
That's the way it is. Good days. And bad days. Up days. Down days. Sad days. Happy days. But never a boring day on this job. You do what God has called you to do. You show up. You put one foot in front of another. You get on the rig and you go out and you do the job - which is a mystery. And a surprise. You have no idea when you get on that rig. No matter how big the call. No matter how small. You have no idea what God is calling you to. But he needs you. He needs me. He needs all of us. "
That's the way it is. Good days. And bad days. Up days. Down days. Sad days. Happy days. But never a boring day on this job. You do what God has called you to do. You show up. You put one foot in front of another. You get on the rig and you go out and you do the job - which is a mystery. And a surprise. You have no idea when you get on that rig. No matter how big the call. No matter how small. You have no idea what God is calling you to. But he needs you. He needs me. He needs all of us. "
- Father Mychal Judge (September 10th, 2001)-
Picture from Rifle Paper Company World Traveler Map (found HERE)
It has been 20 years since America witnessed one of the worst terrorist attacks in our History. This past week during my History classes we discussed September 11th and I showed my students part of a documentary about September 11th (as many of them were exceptionally young or to young to remember that day) as a way to help them understand the tragedy and the bravery of so many on this day. It was a way to not only "pause and remember" but to reflect on the incredible amount of freedom that we experience in America and to remember and pray for those who have given so much for our country in the past and to thank and pray for those who are serving our country today.
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| Pic found HERE I would also share my personal story of being on the first international flight allowed back into the country, dealing with the horror of lost loved ones and friends (and of friends who lost so many people that day), and of finding so much hope through the kindness of strangers and of a country rallying together. Seven years ago I walked back into Newark Airport for the first time in 13 years and was overcome and struck by the differences. Instead of Air Marshall's guarding our flight and the tension that came with our long international flight and the regulations of being the first flight back into the US, my flight from California was peaceful as many people slept for the duration. Instead of the stewards and stewardesses crying, they were smiling. Instead of the passengers singing "God Bless America", we landed silently. Instead of rows and rows of planes not moving at Newark, planes were steadily taking off the ground. Instead of being greeted by soldiers from the National Guard lined up at our gate to greet and escort us to immigration lines, I walked off the plane alone. Instead of Newark being a chaotic scene of red cross workers, rows and rows of cots, family members and loved ones in tears, and the haunted look of despair, Newark was busy with people excited to get to their destinations. I paused to look out at the exact place that I stood at 13 years ago and was overcome with emotion. |
Emotion at the changes. Emotion for those that lost so much that day. Emotion for the way that our country rallied together and responded to the crisis. Emotion for those who continue to grieve their lost loved ones. Emotion for living in a country that fights for freedom despite incredible odds and terror.
As we stop to remember the loss of loved ones I thank God for living in a country that is free. A country that though we may not agree with everything and feels completely divided right now is blessed beyond measure and rebuilds after tragedy.
My heart goes out to all who lost a loved one this tragic day 20 years ago. May you feel the comfort and the love of so many around the nation and around the world as we pause to reflect on the bravery of so many not only on Saturday, but each day. May the legacy that we build from that time help us today.
I pray that we always remember September 11th and honor those who were lost, encourage the hearts of those who are grieving lost loved ones, and remember the bravery of so many.
This picture above is of Father Mychal Judge who was killed on September 11th. The day before he gave his last message and I wanted to share part of it with you today:
"Thank you Lord for life. Thank you for love. Thank you for goodness. Thank you for work. Thank you for family. Thank you for friends. Thank you for every gift because we know that every gift comes from you, and without you, we have and are nothing. So, as we celebrate this day in thanksgiving to you, keep our hearts and minds open. Let us enjoy each other's company, and most of all, let us be conscious of Your presence in our lives and in a special way in the lives of all those who have gone before us. And Father we make our prayer, as always, in Jesus' name who lives with You forever and ever.
That's the way it is. Good days. And bad days. Up days. Down days. Sad days. Happy days. But never a boring day on this job. You do what God has called you to do. You show up. You put one foot in front of another. You get on the rig and you go out and you do the job - which is a mystery. And a surprise. You have no idea when you get on that rig. No matter how big the call. No matter how small. You have no idea what God is calling you to. But he needs you. He needs me. He needs all of us. "
That's the way it is. Good days. And bad days. Up days. Down days. Sad days. Happy days. But never a boring day on this job. You do what God has called you to do. You show up. You put one foot in front of another. You get on the rig and you go out and you do the job - which is a mystery. And a surprise. You have no idea when you get on that rig. No matter how big the call. No matter how small. You have no idea what God is calling you to. But he needs you. He needs me. He needs all of us. "
- Father Mychal Judge (September 10th, 2001)-
Today marks eighteen years since America witnessed one of the worst terrorist attacks in our history on our land.
When I was a High School History teacher I would show my students a documentary about September 11th as a way to help them understand the tragedy and the bravery of so many on this day. For truly in the darkest of moments the character and bravery of so many also came to light.
The documentary was a way to not only "pause and remember" but to reflect on the incredible amount of freedom that we experience in America and to remember to honor and pray for those who have given so much for our country in past and to thank and pray for those who are serving our country today.
I would also share my personal story of being on the first international flight allowed back into the country, dealing with the horror of lost loved ones and friends (and of friends who lost so many people that day), and of finding so much hope through the kindness of strangers and of a country rallying together.
A couple of years ago I walked back into Newark Airport for the first time in 13 years and was overcome by the differences. Instead of Air Marshall's guarding our flight and the tension that came with our long international flight and the regulations of being the first flight back into the US, my flight from California was peaceful as many people slept for the duration. Instead of the stewards and stewardesses crying, they were smiling. Instead of the passengers singing "God Bless America", we landed silently. Instead of rows and rows of planes not moving at Newark, planes were steadily taking off the ground. Instead of being greeted by soldiers lined up at our gate to greet and escort us to immigration lines, I walked off the and easily went to my next gate. Instead of Newark being a chaotic scene of red cross workers, rows and rows of cots, family members and loved ones in tears, and the haunted look of despair, Newark was busy with people excited to get to their destinations. I paused to look out at the exact place that I stood at 13 years ago and was overcome with emotion.
Emotion at the changes.
Emotion for those that lost so much that day.
Emotion for the way that our country rallied together and responded to the crisis.
Emotion for those who continue to grieve their lost loved ones.
Emotion for living in a country that fights for freedom despite incredible odds and terror.
As we stop to remember the loss of loved ones I thank God for living in a country that is free. A country that (though we may not agree with everything) is blessed beyond measure and rebuilds after tragedy. My heart goes out to all who lost a loved one this tragic day 13 years ago. May you feel the comfort and the love of so many around the nation and around the world as we pause to reflect on the bravery of so many. As we head into today I pray that we honor this day with service to those around us. Let's take a moment to thank so many that are doing so much for our country. I pray that we always remember September 11th and honor those who were lost, encourage the hearts of those who are grieving lost loved ones, and remember the bravery of so many.
Father Mychal Judge, who was killed on September 11th, gave his last message to many of the firefighters who were heroes on September 11th the day before the tragedy happened. Today, I wanted to share part of it with you as encouragement. May we always remember the bravery of so many that day:
"Thank you Lord for life. Thank you for love. Thank you for goodness. Thank you for work. Thank you for family. Thank you for friends. Thank you for every gift because we know that every gift comes from you, and without you, we have and are nothing. So, as we celebrate this day in thanksgiving to you, keep our hearts and minds open. Let us enjoy each other's company, and most of all, let us be conscious of Your presence in our lives and in a special way in the lives of all those who have gone before us. And Father we make our prayer, as always, in Jesus' name who lives with You forever and ever...
That's the way it is. Good days. And bad days. Up days. Down days. Sad days. Happy days. But never a boring day on this job. You do what God has called you to do. You show up. You put one foot in front of another. You get on the rig and you go out and you do the job - which is a mystery. And a surprise. You have no idea when you get on that rig. No matter how big the call. No matter how small. You have no idea what God is calling you to. But he needs you. He needs me. He needs all of us. "
(The Pictures in this blog post are taken from a visit to the 9/11 Memorial in New York City. You can read more about the visit HERE. If you are in NYC I can't recommend enough taking time to go and visit this museum that is absolutely wonderful in honoring those who sacrificed their lives and teaching the history of that day.)
Today marks sixteen years since America witnessed one of the worst terrorist attacks in
our history.
When I was a High School History teacher I would show my students a documentary about September 11th as a way to help them understand the tragedy and the bravery of so many on this day. For truly in the darkest of moments the character and bravery of so many also came to light.
The documentary was a way to not only "pause and remember" but to reflect on the incredible amount of freedom that we experience in America and to remember to honor and pray for those who have given so much for our country in past and to thank and pray for those who are serving our country today.
I
would also share my personal story of being on the first international flight
allowed back into the country, dealing with the horror of lost loved ones and
friends (and of friends who lost so many people that day), and of finding so
much hope through the kindness of strangers and of a country rallying together.
A couple of years ago I walked back into Newark Airport for the first time in 13 years and
was overcome by the differences. Instead of Air Marshall's guarding
our flight and the tension that came with our long international flight and the
regulations of being the first flight back into the US, my flight from
California was peaceful as many people slept for the duration. Instead of the
stewards and stewardesses crying, they were smiling. Instead of the passengers
singing "God Bless America", we landed silently. Instead of rows and
rows of planes not moving at Newark, planes were steadily taking off the
ground. Instead of being greeted by soldiers lined up at our gate to greet and
escort us to immigration lines, I walked off the and easily went to my next gate. Instead of Newark
being a chaotic scene of red cross workers, rows and rows of cots, family
members and loved ones in tears, and the haunted look of despair, Newark was
busy with people excited to get to their destinations. I paused to look out at
the exact place that I stood at 13 years ago and was overcome with emotion.
Emotion at the changes. Emotion for those that lost so much that day. Emotion for the way that our country rallied together and responded to the crisis. Emotion for those who continue to grieve their lost loved ones. Emotion for living in a country that fights for freedom despite incredible odds and terror. As
we stop to remember the loss of loved ones I thank God for living in a country
that is free. A country that (though we may not agree
with everything) is blessed beyond measure and rebuilds after tragedy. My heart
goes out to all who lost a loved one this tragic day 13 years ago. May you feel
the comfort and the love of so many around the nation and around the world as
we pause to reflect on the bravery of so many. As we head into today I
pray that we honor this day with service to those around us. Let's take a
moment to thank so many that are doing so much for our country. Let's surrender
to the Lord our lives and give it to Him fully. Trust Him sweet friends. He
will lead and guide you - in tragedy and grief and in the good. I
pray that we always remember September 11th and honor those who were lost,
encourage the hearts of those who are grieving lost loved ones, and remember
the bravery of so many.
Father
Mychal Judge, who was killed on September 11th, gave his last message to many of the firefighters who were heroes on September 11th the day before the tragedy happened. Today, I wanted to share part of it with you as encouragement. May we always remember the bravery of so many that day:
"Thank you Lord for life. Thank you for love.
Thank you for goodness. Thank you for work. Thank you for
family. Thank you for friends. Thank you for every gift because we
know that every gift comes from you, and without you, we have and are
nothing. So, as we celebrate this day in thanksgiving to you, keep our
hearts and minds open. Let us enjoy each other's company, and most of all,
let us be conscious of Your presence in our lives and in a special way in the
lives of all those who have gone before us. And Father we make our
prayer, as always, in Jesus' name who lives with You forever and ever...
That's the way it is. Good days. And bad days. Up days.
Down days. Sad days. Happy days. But never a boring day on
this job. You do what God has called you to do. You show up.
You put one foot in front of another. You get on the rig and you go out
and you do the job - which is a mystery. And a surprise. You have
no idea when you get on that rig. No matter how big the call. No
matter how small. You have no idea what God is calling you to. But
he needs you. He needs me. He needs all of us. "
(Pictures are taken from a visit to the 9/11 Memorial in New York City. You can read more about the visit HERE. If you are in NYC I can't recommend enough taking time to go and visit this museum that is absolutely wonderful in honoring those who sacrificed their lives and teaching the history of that day.)
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