5 years ago I was standing in the living room of my newly purchased, still-moving-into house. Erica, pregnant with Cayden, was already at school teaching her classes. I was getting dressed to come into the office of my job I had been at for 11 days. The TODAY show was on TV when they cut to local news and the local channel six reporter said a plane had just hit one of the towers. When they returned to the TODAY show they were then carrying the story. With all eyes and cameras trained on the towers the second plane hit. It seems that was the moment we all changed. By the time I had arrived in the office the Pentagon was in flames and flight 93 had crashed.
In a strange twist of irony I was heading to a funeral that day. A precious girl, Amber, in my youth group from Southern Hills in Abilene had passed away and her service was that afternoon. It was a day full of tears and terror. The only thing that seemed to make sense to everyone was to pray.
We must continue to pray. We must continue to follow the way of the kingdom and seek the path of the cross.
What do you remember about that day?
Scott
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I remember standing in the WHCC parking lot dropping off Riley at Tu/Th school, talking to Lane McLendon about where the madness would stop -- or would it ever? I remember you pulling up, and talking about what you had heard on the news. I remember that my baby girl had been in kindergarten for 3 weeks and I desperately wanted to go get her and have her home with me. I remember hearing Rudy Guiliani discuss how NYC was going to handle school dismissals that day -- and that was the moment the reality that there were children who, at best, would have no idea where their parents were and some who possibly had been orphaned in an instant that day. It was all too much.
Still is ...
It was a clear blue Tuesday morning. We finished band practice just as the first plane hit. Life changed that day.
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