As we pass through life, we often contemplate how others perceive our lives. What do we make of those taken early on 9/11/2001, now ten years ago? Our first thoughts are naturally beyond sympathetic; centered on a life shortened by a tragic ending. And yet, the air traffic controller who was the last person to speak to the crew of hijacked American flight #77 that crashed into the Pentagon found love by the man who sat side-by-side with her through it all that day. For all, 9/11 was a tragedy, but hope, faith and love can be seen on many who survived that fateful day.
Many of us recall the fine details of 9/11/2001. We remember what the sky was like that day and how we reacted upon hearing or watching the news. In remembering the legacy of those lost on 9/11 or taken from our lives for ANY reason, may we reflect on how we ourselves would be missed for the love and kindness we showed others in life. May we spend time pondering the things for which we would like to be known after we depart. What are the verses we would want written or words spoken by others about our contributions? It's not about the way our lives end that matters as much as the way we lived and loved in life.
God Bless America,
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