Monday, September 11, 2006

Remembering...

I was working at Glen Eyrie and pulled up to the front gate that morning thinking it was like every other morning. But, the gate attendant greeted me with, "Have you heard what is going on?". I know that I sighed and thought, "What now? Another issue to deal with..." She explained to me about a plane hitting the World Trade Center. I could hardly believe it as I continued the drive in.

I remember spending the day trying to get news to guests who were hoping to figure out a way home - carpooling, looking for one-way rental cars, etc...

And, as news continued coming in - guests would stop in to get updates as there are no TV's in any of the guest rooms.

But, the thing I remember most - is the sense of community that came to all of us that day. We were working together. We were neighbors from every state pulling together.

I miss that.

Why was it so short lived? Why does our country fall to its knees in time of complete devestation and let the lesson be learned for such a short time? This makes me so sad. I have been reading Jeremiah in my quiet time lately and I have been reminded over and over of our country.

God's people were turning from Him and choosing idol worship and their own way over His ways. Sound familiar? And, He was bringing destruction and judgement on them for refusing to return to Him. I wonder how long He will allow this country to behave the way it is.

Don't misunderstand me - I love our country and the principles she is founded on. I am thankful to live in America and for those who have given themselves to make it what it is. But, I am sad for our country - for the way God has been pushed out.

And so my prayer for our nation is this,

"...if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will hear their land." II Chronicles 7:14

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Great post Monica and the apple pie looks wonderful, too.