This morning we recall what happened to this country ten years ago. I was listening to the radio in my service truck and I heard a plane slammed into the one tower. I stopped at the house to pick up a tool so I turned on the tv news. I was watching it when the second plane hit the other tower. I was in shock and knew that these were no accidents but premeditated acts. Of course the two other planes were yet to play their role on this day. I was to find out that a friend of mine who worked in one of the towers went to work that day never realizing he would never be going home. He was like many others that day who had no idea what lay in store. It is difficult to beleive how one day could change the world.
Noone knew what was going to happen that day except the terrorists who boarded the planes. Even they didn't know how things would turn out or at least the ones on Flight 93 anyway. Every person and family has their story about that day. The only common factor is that they all lost friends, family and fellow employees. The toughest thing is not one of them knows what the future holds except for God. We cannot see what we will face until it happens. God knows everything from beginning to end that we will experience in our lives. We live from one day to the next. Oh we might plan for the future but it doesn't take much to see those plans change. Something we might think of as insignifacant can alter our entire life. In this case it was a major catastrophe that changed many lives. I believe more than ever that we need to commit our present and our future to God's will and plans. We need His strength to deal with the circumstances we face. Some of those who died in the attacks were ready for the future like my friend. He was prepared for eternity that morning but I am sure he wasn't thinking this would be the day he would meet his Savior. The sad thing though is that there were many others who weren't ready. Their lives were changed just as much as my friend's but not for an eternity they were ready for. Our hearts break for those who perished but even moreso for those who went into eternity without Christ.
My thoughts this morning turned to memories of my friend and the fact his oldest child is starting his junior or senior year in school. His other kids are 10 years older as well. The saddest part is that they miss knowing their father because of someone else' actions. I have this assurance though. One day If I stay faithful to Christ, I will see my friend again. Until that day, I will just have to settle for the memories and never forget the day he was taken from us and his family. Lord haste the day!
