Anyway, another time to remember has occured this past week. 9-11.
It was intresting to see on friends facebook as they ask do you remember what you were doing when you heard the news? YES! It was my senior year of high school, I was an aid in Mrs. Baxter's computer editing class. We were watching channel one news when it happened and they made the annoucment. My first though- MY BROTHER IS FLYING TO NEW YORK THIS MORNING~~ I immedatly ran out of class in her office and was trying to get my brother and couldn't. I tried my mom and couldn't reach her either. Even as I type this, I have the emotions running through me. After calling for what seemed like a million times, I had to go to another class. They called me out of the class into her office, my mind thinking the worse as I ran there. It was my mom crying saying everything was okay. Donny didn't go! He cancelled the trip late lastnight as he wasn't feeling well. He was suppost to be in the buildings for a meeting! But he is alive and okay in Jacksonville! I was so thankful to hear those words, but yet had to hear his voice for myself. So I kept trying to call him- let's just say everyone in the family and his coworkers were trying to call him b/c they knew where he was suppost to be. However, God had other plans, I was thankful for that time we talked more so than ever before. I think my sister hugged him tighter for all of us that night as she in Jacksonville with him. Oh the memories! God also had it planned for me to do a mission trip that Decemeber, in New York. The sweet memories of that trip, as we prayed with the families at the memorial. Meet with the fireteams and on and on.
Here are a few pictures I took last August of Ground Zero.
Now I have a dear friend Steve, who celebrates his birthday on 9-11. This year though not only has he always severed many as he was my youth minister at FBC Moss Point. He now serves again in the Amy and this year he celebrated his birthday in Iraq. Praying for you Steve! I'm so thankful for the men and women that fight for our freedom.