We called Annie, to see if she wanted to come over...no she wanted to be alone. My daughter called..she and Steph wanted a prayer circle, could they come over at lunch and pray with us all.
I called both my sons. Both far from danger...but I think every parent needed to reach out to their children that morning.
Jen and Steph arrived, with some friends and coworkers...we left the TV 'cause not everyone could fit in this room... sat in a circle on the living room floor, held hands, prayed and cried. Prayers for those trapped in the buildings, those on the planes, the heroes trying to save lives, the families, just now learning that they had lost loved ones. Prayers for our country, for courage and strength, and wisdom.
How ironic that the two men who shared that awful day with us, Rick, my oldest employee, and my Albert were both fated to leave us before a year was out.
And today in the midsouth men who call themselves Christians are talking of continuing the hatred that caused that terrible day.
I don't understand that kind of hatred. I don't know of anyone who does.
I started this blog article with a link to a song... here's another one... Let There Be Peace On Earth.
1 comment:
Marge, I just don't understand if the Christian extremists are acting out of manipulation or if that group, or other groups are just plain dense. This is my opinion - my jaw dropped reading about this nonsense, and I believe they are both dense, manipulated, and rather immature in true nature.
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