that I’m the strange one when it comes to 9/11 commemorations. It seems strange to me to “celebrate” a day like this but then, since everyone else is into it, that must make me the strange one.
I too remember that day, sitting in my office trying to tune in to one of the local television stations on an old TV with a rabbit ear antenna. Then seeing the second plane go crashing into the building. It was a strange feeling, to think that we were being attacked.
At first, I was all gung ho to get the bastards that did this. I defiantly had our staff raise the flag from half-staff long before the President’s order expired. Nuke em! Blow em up!
That gave way to sheer frustration as I realized that there was no “them” to nuke. How do you nuke a decentralized terrorist organization that has no flag, no borders, no country? We bombed Afghanistan for what? To release our anger and frustration.
Iraq is a different story, there were lots of reasons to remove Saddam. The attacks in our country weren’t among them but there were still good reasons. WMD’s weren’t among them but there were still good reasons. Right?
Anyways, for me, a solemn reminder of the events of 911 would suffice. But that’s just me, I’m the strange one.
Talked to CH last night, he messed up at work and has to correct it. It’s tough when you first turn back, you tend to act the same as you did the day before without a conscious effort to change. Which is what happened. But the good news is he recognized it right away and is going to make it right.
That’s the key to his happiness, learning to make things right and remembering that no matter how “bad” you are or what “bad” things you’ve done, God is still there with open arms if you repent.
Scanning through my pics from my around the world tour (isn’t Texas the world?) and found a couple more that I thought were interesting.
The pictures are great! Something is going on with me, that I can’t put my finger on, but feel a little detached or distracted from God. I’m out of sorts! Maybe it’s just getting ready for the trip home, worry over the long drive, but i’m not my normal self.
AW, when this happens to me, I look around and see what I’ve been doing differently. Invariably, I find that I’m spending time on things that do not honor and glorify God or with people that do not honor and glorify God. God never changes, it must be me. After I identify what I’m doing differently, I correct it and Bam!, just like that, I’m no longer detached and distracted.
Most always it’s the people that I’ve started spending time with and HOW I’ve chosen to spend that time. It’s one thing to be around a group of doubters and unbelievers if I’m able to shine a light. It’s quite another when I find myself joining the negative talk, foul language and general despair. How can I despair when I’m so blessed? Shame on me when I do that.
Obviously, you can tell I’ve been in your shoes! Too many times. But, those times are few and far between these days, praise God.
Dave