I was home, Patrick was at Bible college, and we just got 3 foster kids who were in school. My neighbor came over and said a plane just hit the twin towers. I had no idea what she was talking about. We didn't get channels on our tv, so I walked across the street to the library to check the internet. I remember crossing the street and there were no people or cars anywhere. It was eery.
I couldn't find much online, so I went over to my neighbor's and watched tv with her. I had tried calling Patrick, but I only got an operater. He wasn't too far from DC.
Thankfully my family was safe that day. But I know there were many who were affected by this, and today we stop to remember those people who died.
I remember that for a few short weeks after 9/11 that everyone was Christian. Everyone was nice to each other. We all seemed to remember there was a God.
Sadly people went back to their old ways, which of course if they never truly believed that would be expected. But for a brief moment there was peace in our country.
My prayer for America is that people would turn to God, love God, love others...and may that start with me.