9-11, 11 years later

11 years. It seems like yesterday when I was pulled out of a classroom and shown what happened. They told me to go home and wait. Waiting is the worse.  The cell towers were down.  I was so concerned what was going on in Manhattan. I am from New York and proud of it. I realized at that moment they attacked my home town. My family was in the city. They all worked there. Friends who worked in the city. Some got out safe and some didn't. I always remember but today it is just more intense. I remember all of us waiting by a train station for my dad. He never talked about what happened not even to this day. I could see the tears in his eyes that day. He retired soon after. God bless them in heaven looking down on us. You are missed.  My son reminds me of one that a grew up with that died that day eleven years ago. Our sons are the same age. I always think of his wife and his son. God's reminder that life is short. Be grateful for those in your life and love them.God bless those are here today because you were late that day. I love you all.

Revelation through Crosses 9-11

Life is not safe, being a Christian is not safe. We all must carry our crosses. As I look at the cross, I see love poured out from Jesus to us through the nail scars. Lately my crosses have made me closer to God than I ever have been my entirely life. I am embrace Grace at the cross. I thank God everyday for the opportunities he has given and the blessings he has entrusted me with. Tomorrow will be 11 years...  11 years passed fleeting.  I remember like yesterday, so many lost. We will never forget the day that changed our world.  God Bless all the souls whom are walking with God.  You are missed....