I woke up few minutes ago, greeted by a welcoming relief: a drop in the temperature I had hoped for from the past days. I let out a long sigh as another day came, still feeling the wound in my heart. Pierced 8 months ago, my battle at work has not even begun. Yet, for 8 months I had remained strong, my heart’s course changed, filled with more hope and unwavering future.
Thousands of years ago, hands and feet were also scarred by those nails and His side pierced with a spear. They never vanished before He sat at the right hand of God. They were proofs to show that it was Him…Jesus. The scars that made a doubting Thomas exclaimed, “My Lord and my God!” Those scars were proofs of His love for humanity, His way of making us remember His sacrifice.
Ten years ago, America was wounded and forever changed. Many hearts lost their loved ones. The pain radiated not only from New York, but was also felt by all from every corner of this wonderful nation. It was one of those darkest times Americans had experienced. The acts of evil committed intended to cripple and to instill fear in everyone’s hearts. It wanted to steal this nation’s freedom.
I’m still fighting in this huge battle I’m in at work and one day, will make it known that those people in position who intended to hurt the ones below them never made me incapable.
Jesus’ death was never a defeat. He conquered death instead because He had life in Him. His wounds were the visible weapons of His love.
Today, we remember that wound that pierced America’s heart. It’s good to remember that during that darkest hour, Americans would never be paralyzed by fear. Let us remember the lives lost not in vain, but in victory. The enemies might seem to succeed in destroying two tall buildings but they are being replaced with an even more strong structure. They might have killed thousands of lives but they didn’t die in vain. They will be forever remembered not because of the kinds of jobs they did but because of the love they left with those they left behind. Through their acts, America learned that evil is real and that hate does not build up but destroys.
Yes, it is good to remember that day because Americans have learned that heroes do exist and courage won’t be contained. That darkest time helped Americans realize how fragile life is and united, we are ever stronger. Stronger to fight for the freedom we enjoy. After all, America is a nation under one God!
“Three things will last forever--faith, hope, and love--and the greatest of these is love.”