Was heartbreaking a few weeks back to wake up on a bright Friday morning, to see reports of the Aurora, Colorado shooting filter in. First via social media outlets like Twitter and Facebook then confirmed on the morning news shows. My thoughts & reaction were probably similar to most everyone else: the more I heard, the more heartsick I felt. A collection of everyday folks doing an everyday activity.
Later that morning, I happened to mentioned to group of CoWorkers that Hubby had plans to attend a matinee showing, as part of a team outing. One said he's going...aren't you afraid. I thought a second and said, no. We can't stop just going about our business and let fear of the unknown 'bad guy' keep us from living our lives. Does it mean things will always be ok? No, we know bad things can happen out of the blue
There's a difference between being carefree, careful and captive. Carefree is riding down the highway with the convertible top down, careful is putting on the seatbelt. Captive is not taking the car out of the garage.
Psalms 32:7-8 You are my hiding place; you protect me from distress.
You surround me with shouts of joy from those celebrating deliverance. (Selah)
I will instruct and teach you about how you should live. I will advise you as I look you in the eye.
I love the phrase "protect me from distress" it doesn't mean the 'distress' is removed or never comes, instead I see it as we have the tools to get through the distress and that where the comfort comes in. We don't have to live in fear when God will 'look us in the eye'.
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Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Thoughts on 9/11
Our youth group from Edgewood Baptist took a trip to NYC back in the mid-80's (probably summer of '84 or '85). We stayed outside the city, near Peekskill (home of TV's "Facts of Life' :-), wend into the city to do outreach with several churches - we visited churches on Long Island, Queens and Jersey City, NJ.
We rode the ferry past the Statue of Liberty, which was under renovation for the then-future centennial celebration which would take place in the summer of '86 and introduce a young Sandi Patty to the nation. The Statue looked like a rocket ship out in the harbor: she was surrounded by scaffolding, but i could see the top of her arm and the torch just barely sticking out above the top of the girders.
On one of our fun excursions into NYC we went to top of the World Trade Center. Not exactly sure which of the towers we went in, but I believe it was the tower that housed Windows on the World restaurant. I do remember being disappointed that we weren't going to Empire State building or Bloomingdale's, too :-). What I do remember from that visit: the loooong ride to the top and the amazing view once we arrived at the observation deck - of course once we got there I forgot all about wishing we'd gone to the ESB :-) You could literally see for miles and to be above all the other skyscrapers was simply, a sight to behold.
When you see something that massive - even if only for one day - you can't imagine it simply disappearing in a matter of seconds. It was after work that day, before I was able to see with my own eyes what had been done on September 11th. I knew what had happened, thanks to news reports and conversations with Mom and other friends that morning. Not seeing with my eyes, somehow, some part of me kept hoping it just couldn't REALLY have happened. So even though my head already knew - I still well, just
hoped...
i found comfort in the days that followed in the following verses from the Psalms - "One thing I ask fthe LORD, this only do I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life...for in the day of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling; he will hide me in the shelter of his sacred tent and set me high upon a rock. Ps 27:4-5.
We rode the ferry past the Statue of Liberty, which was under renovation for the then-future centennial celebration which would take place in the summer of '86 and introduce a young Sandi Patty to the nation. The Statue looked like a rocket ship out in the harbor: she was surrounded by scaffolding, but i could see the top of her arm and the torch just barely sticking out above the top of the girders.
On one of our fun excursions into NYC we went to top of the World Trade Center. Not exactly sure which of the towers we went in, but I believe it was the tower that housed Windows on the World restaurant. I do remember being disappointed that we weren't going to Empire State building or Bloomingdale's, too :-). What I do remember from that visit: the loooong ride to the top and the amazing view once we arrived at the observation deck - of course once we got there I forgot all about wishing we'd gone to the ESB :-) You could literally see for miles and to be above all the other skyscrapers was simply, a sight to behold.
When you see something that massive - even if only for one day - you can't imagine it simply disappearing in a matter of seconds. It was after work that day, before I was able to see with my own eyes what had been done on September 11th. I knew what had happened, thanks to news reports and conversations with Mom and other friends that morning. Not seeing with my eyes, somehow, some part of me kept hoping it just couldn't REALLY have happened. So even though my head already knew - I still well, just
hoped...
i found comfort in the days that followed in the following verses from the Psalms - "One thing I ask fthe LORD, this only do I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life...for in the day of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling; he will hide me in the shelter of his sacred tent and set me high upon a rock. Ps 27:4-5.
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