Reflections on 9/11

September 11, 2001, it was a tragedy that day – I think everyone would say.
I know the Lord wept and there are still some scars left.
But I don’t want to remember it this way, with hate in our hearts like Satan’s here to stay.
Terror was our reality – but, that was just once. In the rest of the world it has gone on for months.
Bombs in London and Turkey, Afghanistan is under attack. Maybe we hear it on TV or news about the war in Iraq.
Terror is bred there, it grows and will feed on our lack of compassion and Westernized greed.
Not making excuses or saying it is right, but what about grace and prayer instead of putting up a fight?
The Muslim world, is where terror makes its home, and it breaks my heart that we leave them alone.
Alone in their suffering, like they all are to blame, instead of mending the broken in the power of Jesus’ name!
To them Jesus is just another nice guy and the Christianity they see just makes them wonder why.
Where is our hope, the truth, and God’s glory? Why aren’t we living and telling the story?
Hundreds of thousands dying and condemned to hell. Do we care enough to go? Do we care enough to tell?
Yeah, it was a tragedy just 4 years ago. But, my hope is in His promise that every nation will know.
Let’s remember together, and let it spur us on… to pray, to hope, to believe, and to miss Jesus when He is gone.
Thank you, Lord that it doesn’t end in death and pain. But You’ve conquered it all and we can live like death is gain!