A beautiful sky line,
stately towers in the background,
the morning sun clouded by smoke.
They came so fast, how could we have been prepared?
Mass chaos, tears streaming, people running,
Fear so close you could breathe it in.
How can this be? Surely, it must all be a dream.
A symbol of strength, they once stood proud and strong.
But now they burn, tumbling, crashing to the ground.
“Oh God, No!”, I cried. “There are still people inside”.
I prayed for a miracle. I prayed they would be saved.
I wept, I screamed, I begged God.
In the blink of an eye, everything changed.
Moments, hours and days passed,
yet I felt as if it were all still a bad dream
My heart was breaking, my mind could not comprehend.
Did I dare cling to hope when it seemed all was lost?
How could we move on from here?
But in tragedy lies a bond so strong it cannot be broken.
Brought together in grief. Learning to trust. Daring to hope.
Many people left their lives behind to come and help.
Firefighters, military personnel, police men and women,
ordinary people, like you and me.
They came without regard for their own safety.
They brought food and water.
They strengthened through prayer, through His Word.
They bonded through hugs and tears shared.
We lost so much of who we were on that day.
Our identity was stolen, ripped to shreds before our very eyes.
So many hopes, so many dreams, so many lives.
Lost. Buried amongst the rubble.
But in many ways we found ourselves.
Our strength, our hope, our future.
Bound together through loss. Our eyes were forced to look up.
In God, we put our trust. In God, we rest.
For only in Him lies the power to resurrect
all that was lost on that terrible day.
© Barbie Swihart 2011
Today I remember those whose lives were lost. I pray for their families, that they would be comforted as only He can comfort. I pray for their children, left fatherless, that they would know there is a Father in Heaven who watches over them and loves them. I pray for those who lived through this tragedy, that they would be strengthened. That God would heal their wounds. That He would heal their hearts.
I will never be the same. I will never forget.
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