:: Thursday, September 11, 2003 ::
Where Were You?
Two years ago this morning, I was getting ready for work (I set my own hours, and I woke up late). As I was getting ready to leave, my mom burst in the door of our house and said, "Someone stopped me on my way in and said a plane just crashed into the World Trade Center!"
My first thought was, "must be a heckofa storm out there for someone to crash into the WTC like that." Then mom flipped the TV on (to CBS - WCIA Channel 3). Seconds later, we saw the second plane hit, out of the clear, blue sky. I'm not sure if it was in realtime or a replay, but that was the first thing we saw.
My heart jumped into my throat, and I went numb. I said, "Wow... one plane, that's an accident... but two, well, that's terrorism!" Little did I know the extent of what would take place.
We watched the TV for a few minutes, and I saw the first tower fall. Then I realized that I still needed to go to work. At the time, I worked as a Computer Systems Administrator in a local high school and thought I could do some "pastoral care" if I were to go to work rather than gawk at the TV. Shortly after I arrived at work, the second tower collapsed.
September 11, 2001 transformed the nation's psyche. Government officials now have to go on TV every time something unusual happens to declare whether it was terrorism or not. Terrorism is now on our list of possible explanations for just about everything.
I pray for peace. I pray for freedom from fear. Come, Lord Jesus!
:: Matt 9/11/2003 03:44:00 PM :: permalink ::