Letters to My Son Part 2

I can't believe I didn't post this yesterday! This week has been beyond busy and I simply did not have the time to finish and post.

Think about where you were on September 11, 2001 and think about where you are on September 11, 2013 and I don't mean physically. Where is our country today? Are we closer to the roots of our country or further away?

*Conclusion of letter written shortly after 9/11/01 attack.

September 11, 2001
You arose early your second morning at home, you surely didn't want to miss a thing. We were snuggling on the couch, I guess it was a little after 8:00 am (I had let your Daddy sleep in) when the call came. It was your Nana and she was calling to tell us there had been an accident, it seemed an airplane had somehow crashed into the World Trade Center. I hang up the phone as I turn on the TV and wonder how could the pilot have flown so far off course. As I am processing what I see, there comes another plane and it hits the second tower and I'm sure it crashed on purpose.

I decide I should wake your daddy, I know he would want to see this. I rush into the bedroom, tell him to wake up that something is happening in New York, something awful. As your daddy and I sit on the couch holding our new baby boy, the news people are saying something about an attack, then right before our eyes, the first tower just begins to crumble. There is smoke and crying and horror in the reporters voice, we then know the other tower will surely fall.

As we are holding our breath watching the news, there is a report that another plane has crashed at the pentagon, this was no accident. We are surely under attack! Shortly after, we hear the news of a plane crashing in an empty field. How could that be? As we watch the other tower fall, there is no comprehension about what has happened or what will happen in the days ahead.

The days that follow the attacks are a bit of a blur, but I don't think I'll ever forget the silence. We lived close to an Air Base and not seeing or hearing any airplanes for nearly a week, was disturbing. Also, the patriotism that ran through every facet of the country, is something I'll never forget. Everywhere we would go American Flags would wave in the breeze, strangers would stop and say hello. It seemed we had a unity, one that we had not experienced before in our life time.

As I read over this letter written 12 years ago, my heart is heavy at the current state of our country. Democrat or Republican, it matters little, as a country "we" have walked away from God and righteousness.

My challenge to you (a day late I'm afraid) is to look at where you are and where our country is and pray, pray, pray!