13 years ago I had plans of waking up and going to school.
13 years ago I had plans of going to Best Buy to purchase a P.O.D. CD and a Nickelback CD, which is still very embarrassing.
13 years ago I thought September 11 would be like any other day, but it obviously wasn’t.
13 years ago terrorists hijacked four planes. Two crashed into the World Trade Center in New York City, one crashed into the Pentagon and another crashed in a field in Pennsylvania. The 9/11 attacks forever altered the world in which we live and the images of that day will be forever etched in my mind.
13 years ago, though, some of my junior high students weren’t even alive.
It’s mind boggling that an event, which had so much impact on my life, is nothing but a history lesson to my students. The 9/11 attacks are to my students as the Kennedy assassination is to me.
And even though 9/11 isn’t a history lesson to me, it still feels like ancient history. 13 years ago seems like such a long time, especially when I think about how slowly the days following the attacks seemed to pass.
I pray that history won’t repeat itself and that we will never have to experience a day like we did 13 years ago. Unfortunately the world is broken and my junior high students, who weren’t even alive 13 years ago, will face some sort of season of doubt and fear.
Thankfully, when they experience those seasons, the same God who guided and comforted so many 13 years ago will still be the same. Human history is littered with brokenness, fear and doubt. Thankfully God is the same yesterday, today and forever. As he comforted people thousands of years ago, he continues to comfort people today and will continue to do so in the future.
More than just comforting us, God is putting all the broken pieces of our world back together. Christ has defeated fear and doubt just like he defeated sin and death. We needed that truth 13 years ago and we still need it today.
What are some of your reflections from 13 years ago?