I was watching the live footage when the second plane hit. I screamed, and my poor husband flew to the living room. We stood there in silence, knowing in our hearts that this country was under attack and wondered what was next, and were we in danger. We held each other and cried. We prayed for our country, and for those families who had just lost loved ones. As hubby went to finish dressing, I went to the closet, got our US flag out and put it up. I cried as I did it, and I was afraid.
When the Pentagon was hit, I couldn't stand up any longer. My knees were rubber and I was shaking. By the time the plane went down in Pennsylvania, I was almost frantic. I shook all day.
Early in the day I noticed that even though the freeway was just a few minutes from us, there was no sound of cars. It was like someone had closed it. At that time, we lived just 10 miles from Travis AFB, and suddenly some of their planes took a flight path over our house and the windows rattled and the floor shook. Then it was dead silent. Nothing was flying out of our local airport either (and that was before the government shut down all planes), and so it was just eerily silent all around me that day.
I called my husband at work twice that day. I needed to hear his voice. I was very glad when he arrived home. I needed to see him alive and hold him.
I remember President Kennedy's Cuban Missile Crisis speech and watching my mother cry. I didn't understand what was going on, but I knew it was bad. I do remember vividly where I was when President Kennedy was shot, and I can still see the images of his shooting, the funeral, etc in my mind. I remember so many other tragedies this country has faced, but nothing has struck me like this did. I knew that this country—and the world—would never again be as safe as I thought it was, nor would it ever be the same again.
So this morning as I reflected back, I wondered how I would face this type of day without Mac to hold me and support me, and tell me it would be okay. I began to cry and feel afraid. I grabbed a cup of coffee, some tissues and sat down for my morning devotions. That’s when I read:
“Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”—2 Corinthians 4:16-18
Suddenly my heart felt light again. I was reminded that God would always be there to hold me, to support me, and to tell me it would be okay; for He is in control, my future is in His hands, and while I will suffer (and may even be afraid) while here on earth, eternity awaits. Eternity with Mac, and even better—eternity with my Lord and Savior.
I’m so thankful I belong to the God of peace who will always be with me!
“Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.”—Philippians 4:4-9