Tuesday, September 11, 2007
WHERE HERO'S LIE.....
I never imagined after December 1941 that another calendar date would be able to match the impact of that day. Those of us who are old enough to have lived during those scary times have our own memories. It was, after all, the war to end all wars but what a naïve and idealistic hope that was.
I watched some of the services being held around the country and heard the words spoken of good men and women. Ordinary people that day that sacrificed their own lives to help others. I have found for the valiant it is much better to die trying to save others than to live with guilt the rest of their lives if they turned away.
No matter what generation and no matter how people grow indifferent, in an emergency we are all Americans and most of us will run to help. Thank God for the ordinary people who measure up to the task. Our hero’s most often are folks who we know. Who we ride to work with, who we see on lunch breaks, folks we brush against while shopping for groceries…….just plain folks exactly like us.
No matter what politicians tear down with their hateful debates and ugly attitudes about the opposite party, the money under the table that goes back and forth, I will always be proud to be an American. I have tried to live by giving back because a lot of people died so I’d have a shot at life……and a life of freedom.
For many of us today, it is a relative, a fiancé, a neighbor, someone we see every day standing in line for services and people we feel connected with that makes it very personal. For most of us it is only something that historically happened……we didn’t lose a friend or relative and have never seen the trade centers. Yet, there is the profound sorrow and sympathy for those affected and for those who gave the ultimate sacrifice.
For all of them, I offer honor, prayers and to see that every day is well lived. Life is short in the best of circumstances but many lives were cut far too short on 9-11-2001. For their grieving families and for their lives, unfulfilled, God alone is the one who can give the peace and hope when death seems senseless.
We need to try and live as well as they died………
Until tomorrow, I am,
Essentially Esther
I watched some of the services being held around the country and heard the words spoken of good men and women. Ordinary people that day that sacrificed their own lives to help others. I have found for the valiant it is much better to die trying to save others than to live with guilt the rest of their lives if they turned away.
No matter what generation and no matter how people grow indifferent, in an emergency we are all Americans and most of us will run to help. Thank God for the ordinary people who measure up to the task. Our hero’s most often are folks who we know. Who we ride to work with, who we see on lunch breaks, folks we brush against while shopping for groceries…….just plain folks exactly like us.
No matter what politicians tear down with their hateful debates and ugly attitudes about the opposite party, the money under the table that goes back and forth, I will always be proud to be an American. I have tried to live by giving back because a lot of people died so I’d have a shot at life……and a life of freedom.
For many of us today, it is a relative, a fiancé, a neighbor, someone we see every day standing in line for services and people we feel connected with that makes it very personal. For most of us it is only something that historically happened……we didn’t lose a friend or relative and have never seen the trade centers. Yet, there is the profound sorrow and sympathy for those affected and for those who gave the ultimate sacrifice.
For all of them, I offer honor, prayers and to see that every day is well lived. Life is short in the best of circumstances but many lives were cut far too short on 9-11-2001. For their grieving families and for their lives, unfulfilled, God alone is the one who can give the peace and hope when death seems senseless.
We need to try and live as well as they died………
Until tomorrow, I am,
Essentially Esther
