Five Years Later

I can't believe it's been 5 years.
I remember clearly that morning. I was at work (of course - I was still working at Wal-Mart) and I heard someone outside my in the hall say "A plane just crashed in the World Trade Center". And I thought what we all thought....."what a terrible mistake that pilot made."
We were lucky to have a TV in our office and we turned it on......only to see the

2nd plane hit. And then hearing of the other planes.........in PA, the pentagon. I remember thinking the world was coming to an end. I remember thinking "this is it" and just pure fear. I worked at the world's largest (and sometimes) most hated company. I just knew we would be next. I called all my family and friends. I just wanted to hear their voices. I remember all the cars lined up at the gas station cause "we would run out of gas in less than a week." I remember going home and just sitting on the couch with Laurie and watching hour after hour of footage on TV and crying.

But mostly I remember the pride I felt every time I saw someone drive with our flag on their car. I remember loving my country more than I ever have that week. I will never understand why God has blessed me so much to live in this wonderful free country where I can work, live and worship freely however I want. Where I have more than any person ever deserves to have when so many have so little. I am so thankful for america and for all the people who are sacrificing now in Iraq and for all the men who gave their lives so many years ago in wars so that I can have the life I have now. If my pap-pa hadn't gone to WW2 and been in a prison camp for 3 years with so many other brave men like him ......I might be living the life of women in China or Iraq right now.

And mostly I'm sad for the terrorists. I'm so sad that they are so full of hatred. And that they are willing to give their lives because they think that is act of worship to a god that doesn't exist. I want more than anything for them to know the God that I know - who died that we might live. Who died that we might have life - and life more abundant.

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