It was Tuesday...

...I was getting ready for work. Brushing my teeth to be exact. Listening to the television from the bathroom and as I heard this:

"We understand that there has been a plane crash at the southern tip of Manhattan," Bryant Gumbel says. While he knows it has penetrated One WTC, he is uncharacteristically mystified. "We don't know if it's a commercial aircraft. We don't know if it's a private aircraft," he says. About eleven minutes later, an eyewitness describing the fearsome scene by phone gasps, "Oh, there's another one! Another plane just hit!...That definitely looks like it was on purpose." Gumbel, who must have looked away from his TV monitors, could not believe his ears. "Why do you say that was definitely on purpose?" he asks the caller. After technicians rewind the tape, Gumbel's skepticism evaporates. "There we see the explosion," he says."

...as I was hearing those very words, I was hurrying to the TV to watch. I can still hear that woman's words. The woman on the phone with Bryant. I sat on my coffee table watching in disbelief. Then, driving to work listening to the radio as the 3rd plane hit the Pentagon. Then another in Pennsylvania. Talking to my husband on my cell as I drove I remember being afraid. What is going on?? Where would they hit next? Is it over? Now what?

I remember that morning so vividly right down to the clothes I was wearing. VZW was at our old location. We moved our TV that we watched training videos on from the back to the front and borrowed a coat hanger from the dry cleaner across the street and covered it with tin foil to see if we could pick up the local news channels. There were barely any customers that day. The few that came in sat with us and watched as we watched the scene replayed over and over on the news the entire day......

....now it's Thursday, it's been 7 years. I still can not begin to imagine how scared the people in those buildings and on those planes must have been that day. I know that my God was the same God that day, in those buildings and in those planes that He is today....that He's always been. I know that He was a comforter to those who were there who knew Him. I can't imagine the fear of those who didn't.

Tell your loved ones,...tell everyone about Jesus. Tell them that He died for them. Tell them about Salvation. Tell them that in my Jesus lies their only hope. TELL THEM!

Because we don't know what today brings, or tomorrow. But I know that my God will be the same then......and forever.

Do you remember where you were that day?

p.s...I'm also over here today, but I just couldn't let today pass without acknowledgement. There's a link in my post there for MrDealfinder, if you haven't ever checked it out, you should! You won't be sorry!