broken heart.....september 11

September 11.
every time i hear that date, or it is that date... my heart kinda does
a flip.. i instantly go back to that day, where i was sitting, who i was with, what i was doing, what i was talking about & i remember every moment of it.
seventh grade, wow seems like a such a long time ago, but i remember i was in my
English class, and our math teacher, Mrs. Rogers ran over to our door and was yelling... the word trade center was just hit by an airplane! and honestly, i didn't know the towers as the world trade center, i just knew they were in the skyline of new york city, never actually knew what they were until that day... i was pretty young, and do regret not being knowledgeable of that stuff at the time, but hey what can you do? but anyways.. my English teacher turned on the t.v. & we started watching it, and then we watched the second airplane hit the towers... it was the craziest thing i had ever seen, and still to this day i've seen. all i could say was wow, did that really just happen? did i really just watch an airplane fly through a tower? it didn't seem real... and after we sat there for a few minutes.. she turned the t.v. off, i guess cause the class was getting a little rowdy & it was obviously heartbreaking.. but i remember just sitting there & then it hitting me.. do remember that i am only about 13-14 years old.. but it hit me.. wait, there's probably a lot of people in those towers... ( i know, duh ) but it hit me, and i begin to just wonder how many? are they hurt? what's happening? does someone in my class know someone that worked there? or how aout in my school? in my church? oh no. oh my goodness.

at this time in my life, i knew Jesus, but i wasn't saved. i didn't have a relationship with Him, it wasn't until that following summer, that i gave my life to Him, and he rescued me.

so really my thoughts weren't geared to Jesus when this horrific event happened... so i didn't think about this, but now.. in any event like this or actually there could never be anything in comparison to this, but anytime someone dies, or i hear of a natural disaster that's killed thousands of people... i'm so heartbroken.... and i still think about the people of September 11.. the innocent people that were killed that day..

and now, 9 years later...my heart is breaking still, for those people that were killed and their families.. my heart aches knowing that people in those buildings died not knowing Jesus. and we have our chance as christians.. we have it every day... to tell people.. everyday.. and you know sometimes i'm like..well they were in nyc, i never had a chance.. but yes i did...some how, even through prayer.. i can pray for people all over this world.. to come in contact with someone.. someone who is going to be Jesus to them, and to show them who He is.

so that's my prayer..always.. i pray for people in this world everywhere... that they will be RESCUED. and that they will come to know JESUS. and come to know this love, and grace.. and amazing man that wants them, that wants all them.. that can heal them and be there.. and wrap His arms around them when no one else is around..
so, yeah that's it.. just my thoughts this morning as i was continuing to pray for those families... i know this day, every year has to be hard for them...

and as a christian i'm so convicted that i'm not out being Jesus & sharing the love of Jesus, and telling these people that hey, there is something so much greater than this world, and when you leave this world, you get to be with that something, that SOMEONE.. forever. you know why? because HE DIED FOR YOU. He loves you!

so i'm praying. i'm praying for a broken heart everyday. a broken heart for the lost.