My eyes were still sticky, my coffee just brewed and waiting and I bowed my head to pause.
To offer thanksgiving.
To ask for comfort.
To seek peace.
To thank my hope.
I lifted my head and opened my eyes and He spoke. God spoke to my heart through a painted sky of red, white and blue. On this very day that most of us pause, to remember 9-11 God spoke to my heart!
I remember right where I was when I saw the tragedy of 9-11 unfolding. I stood in our office in a back room where we had a television. The sound was turned down and I looked up to see what I thought was a movie. And then I noticed the news feed along the bottom of the screen, saw people running with terror in their eyes. Disbelief overwhelmed me as I realized this was real and saw the second plane crash into the towers.
Today I remember and I know God remembers. There are jars in heaven with our tears collected (Ps 56:8-9).
Today I have peace because His peace goes beyond my understanding.
I pause and pray for peace for those who lost their loved ones, those who still suffer from nightmares.
I pause and remember those who charged into those burning, falling buildings to rescue the dying only to die themselves.
I pause to remember and I trust He remembers.
The One who knows each name, each face, each heart remembers and He who remembers heals the brokenhearted.
Today let us pause often to remember but let us also pause often to rejoice in The Lord. Our comforter (2 Cor:1:4), our hope (Heb 6:19), and our peace ( John 14:27).
While I studied the Word my heart was touched by these verses from Habakkuk 3:16-19 and wanted to share along with my thoughts in drawing from those verses.
I heard and my heart pounded,
my lips quivered at the sound;
decay crept into my bones,
and my legs trembled.
Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity
to come on the nation invading us.
17 Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.
19 The Sovereign Lord is my strength;
he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
he enables me to tread on the heights.
Today Lord I offer praise and thanksgiving to You, our hope! May we pause often to remember, to lift prayer for our nation, to encourage and support the hurting. Amen