"But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is Love"
I know where I was that morning. I know that someone called me and that meant I was their person. Because who else did you call when the world was ending? It took me 14 years to see that. I hope that person can forgive me someday for the wrongs I did.
I pray that there is peace for the First Responders. I pray for peace for the familes whose lives were changed in an instant. For children who will never know/meet their parents. For a whole generation who grew up with this fear of terrorist attacks looming over their heads. For the men and women who enlisted and gave up their lives to try and protect our great country from future attacks. For the families who let them. I pray for the First Responders who worked that day and are dying of illnesses attributed to the wreckage. I pray for those who have been suffering from PTSD. They saw and heard things no person should ever have to. The pain and suffering so raw. I pray our Country can find that kind of solidarity again. A country reunited in love, not separated by hate. The madness must stop. The lines drawn in the sand need to stop. The hatred must stop. And the love must begin again. The solidarity must begin again. USA must begin again.
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