As we mark September 11th, or 9\/11 again this year. I have a few thoughts.<\/p>\n
I remember the lost souls, the innocent workers, and the fearless first-responders and say a prayer for them all. I remember the moment, the uncertainty, the fear and terror of living in New York City, and my urge to be with and protect my family. I remember the chaos of the moment.<\/p>\n
Now, eight years later, I think about what terror really means to me. It’s about death, destruction, and the end of life. Terror is really all fear based. It’s the fear of death, it’s the fear of destruction, and it’s the fear that life will end.<\/p>\n
With God in my heart, I’ve learned to not fear. Every day I take up the fear and hand it over to God, with a prayer in my mind asking for help and relief from the daily fears and terrors that are self-created, and worldly. Every day I take the peace and promise of God’s care and love from the prayer in my mind to the peace in my soul.<\/p>\n
I bask in that peace of heart, mind and soul. With God, I fear no terror, no death, nor no end. Terror and terrorism have no power in the mighty hands of God. <\/p>\n
Terrorists are out of a job if we don’t believe them, and put all our fears, all of our life into His hands.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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