five years ago yesterday i was a senior in high school. because of this, i did not have a first period on A days, so i slept in. i was awaken by my mom on the intercom. she told me i needed to get up and come watch tv. this was a strange request, tv before school? when i looked at the screen there was only smoke, i was still sleepy and confused. as i watched the news, another plane flew directly into the second tower. i continued to go to school and the tower fell while i was driving, the second fell when i was at school. it was a strange morning to say the least. as the day went on, we watched the news all day at school. it was good at first because everyone was so confused, but all day made me sick. all we saw was death and smoke. i know you saw it too, because it was on all day every channel.
i asked my students where they were on that day and most were going to school, but they were only in fourth grade so they don't remember much.
i am posting this because i think it is good to think back and remember our own personal experiences on that day. i know you will never forget it regardless of how we were affected by it.
so as you continue on with your life, remember those who no longer do. give a prayer for their families, and for others to come to Jesus through their memory.
one of the students prayed for the terrrorists to come to know Jesus. that takes a lot of courage for a ninth grader to say. i know that i am still upset sometimes, but we should pray for the lost no matter what.
so sorry this is a bit sad, but let me know where you were or what you were doing, and please pray for the lost.