9/11: A MOMENT AT FRYS

This blog was going to be written tomorrow like I always do..until I went to Frys. I stood in front of the garlic stand just staring. I had been praying thru those who were most impacted on 9/11 when suddenly I started to get emotional. It was as if a floodgate had been released and the tears came gushing down with nowhere to go but down my face and out my nose ( yes it was the “ugly cry”). This time it wasn’t about the past 9/11 but rather todays 9/11. I began to recognize that these tears were about grief. What has happened to America since 9/11 2001? We recognize and salute those who lost their lives for our freedom, talk about how proud we are of them. As I moved to the tomato section I was stricken by another question; “ how proud would those who died for us be of America today?” What would have happened if those who stormed the cockpit first asked those on the plane “ who has their vaccination card?, or “ are you a Democrat or Republican?, or “ do you support BLM?” or “ what religion are you”? We all know the answer to these questions…they didn’t care. They saw people in need and went into the burning building knowing they might not survive; they stormed the cockpit together as one, with no thought but to prevent another casualty to our country’s building of the Pentagon and those in it. The following day politicians on both sides prayed together as one on the capital stairs . Now in the toilet paper section ( ah. looks like there’s another run on the T.P or is that just at Frys?-just sayn) I started to collect myself. A few years after 9/11 Kev & I were in New York at this small church across from ground zero. It was in February and it was freezing. We didn’t know the significance of the church until we went inside. There were hundreds and hundreds of pictures of those people who were missing. They were all next to each other..not categorized as we might do now but rather all together because the only thing that mattered was the person. Now in my car Pearl I ended this moment with one thought; on the 20 year anniversary of the day that changed our nation we remember what the sacrifices were all about…each other..May the love of God be our light in these times of darkness.