Remember...

It's difficult to believe that the tragedy of September 11, 2001 is nine years into the history books. I still can't believe such a horrific act of terrorism happened right on our native American soil, while most of the nation helplessly watched. Suddently, the USA was vulnerable and the sense of fear was palpable.

My wife and I tuned in to the news, as we awoke that morning. Mouths agape, we silently watched the replay of the first tower collision. Then the second plane stuck its mark. When both towers tumbled to the ground, I knew we were living in a different form of America; forever changed and brutally scarred.

I didn't lose any family or friends that day in New York, nor at the Pentagon, or in Pennsylvania. I don't even think I personally know anyone who lost their loved ones there. But I do know that almost 3,000 men, women and children lost their lives that day. All they did was get up, get dressed and head off to work, or school. Some were on vacation, but each of their lives was cut short. It wasn't fair.

Let's pray they knew Jesus. I hope that in the confusion of that terrible morning, time stood still long enough for each of them to rest in the arms of their Savior. For those who weren't yet saved, let's hope they took a moment to get their eternal priorities corrected.

What a stark reminder that we need to choose Jesus as our personal Lord and Savior now. We cannot predict what the future holds for us, and things can change in the twinkling of an eye. If you do not know Jesus, or if it's time to simply reaffirm that He is the way, the truth and life, please pray with me:

"Lord Jesus, I believe that you are the son of God, who was made flesh and sent to Earth to die on the cross for my sins. I acknowledge you as my God, my Savior and the key to eternal life. I accept your free gift of salvation. Please come into my heart and save me. Amen."

Good Night