Yesterday was the ten year anniversary of 9/11. I've been pretty quiet on the subject on Facebook, Twitter, and my blog. The truth is, I have not been spending a lot of time watching the coverage on TV. It's just too much for me.
I participated in the worship services yesterday at church as we honored the victims and prayed for our country. I was so glad that our leadership decided to end our service on a victorious, triumphant, "WE TRUST IN GOD" note rather than defeat.
September 11, 2001 was a very, very hard day for me. Probably the scariest of my life. Out of respect of those involved, I'm not going to get into why. Just know that someone I love deeply was at the twin towers, ran for her life, and survived. While we spend much time remembering those whose lives were lost and praying for their families, I think we forget to pray for those who survived. Yes, they kept their lives, but many of them suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. The anxiety, the nightmares, the panic attacks. They witnessed things that weren't shown on television. They were covered in dust and walked for hours as there was no public transportation.
So yes, keep praying for the victims. But pray for those who lived through it and carry it with them to this day.