In light of the tenth anniversary, I thought it would be fitting to just look back at what happened ten years ago. I know the news media will be covering it for days, but to personally take time to look back… it’s a powerful experience.
I’m a visual person by nature through graphic design and video production. So I searched online and grabbed a few pictures that spoke to me. There were a million that tugged on my heart, but some of these really got to me.
After the First Plane Hit…
I debated not using this image. What a powerful image. What a terror filling image. Every time it stirs something powerful in me.
The President as he was being informed. I can’t possibly imagine what is running through his head.
The past few days I have heard stories about how NYC banded together and helped each other out like no other time in US history.
President Bush comforts a NY fire fighter as the fire fighter just learned that he lost his brother (who was also a fire fighter) in the first tower that fell. Powerful. Arguably the most powerful man in the world taking time to personally comfort…
New York City shut down that day. The city that never sleeps…
I also debated about posting this photo. This is a photo of the man who drove the first plane into the World Trade Center. If only he knew Christ…
I was able to go to NYC a year or two after 9/11. Here’s a picture of ground zero from my visit.
The memorial is today. May the Lord bless those who have lost loved ones.
Thank you Lord for giving us time to look back. Thank you for the blessings that you’ve given us. Thank you for a country that believes in peace. Thank you for a country that’s free. Be with those who have lost loved ones on this day. May we never forget, learn from our mistakes, learn from our differences, and reach out to those who need you.
I was in 8th grade when the planes hit the World Trade Center. I was in Mrs. Faulk’s history class when our dean flew open the door in a controlled panic and informed us that the world trade center has been hit. I haven’t been to New York before that time. To be honest, I didn’t know what the World Trade Center was. I remember trying to get online all day trying to figure out what was happening. The internet was so slow that day, it was virtually shut down. Once it dawned upon me, it was a bit scary not knowing what was going on. The unknown is sometimes scary like that. I remember being frustrated that day because the soccer games were canceled. People were acting so fearful around me, I even thought we could be attacked out on our soccer field… Silly looking back, but that’s what it felt like at the time. That day is also hard for my family, because we lost my Uncle on that day. Not to the attack in New York, but because he fell and hit his head. He had some brain damage growing up, and I was always a bit scared around him growing up. In the last year of his life, I started to really appreciate him. I saw him differently, and began to truly love him. I noticed that he had the most tender heart of anyone I knew. He was always thorough. And I remember hearing the pastor at his funeral… What a great man, that I never got to know because I was scared of what I didn’t know. Looking back… I wish I had gotten to know him better. Miss ya Dave… I’ll never forget you.