That infamous, tragic September 11th was 12 years ago, my children were not alive yet. I know this logically, but conceptually it's just hard to imagine people who don't know what that day was like because they didn't live it. People who can learn about the facts but it will be without the memories of their own personal horror and fear and sorrow and experience that day.
I think of what I, now as a parent, want my children to know about September 11th, but more deeply I think of how I want to parent my children knowing their generation may have their own September 11th.
Would my children as young men and women have the courage to run up the stairs of those burning buildings?
What if my daughters as grown women, married with 2 children and a 3rd on the way were suddenly widowed?
What if my children came face to face with an evil so strong it threatened many, many lives?
How would they respond?
What would be their strength? their peace? their comfort? their hope?
And am I doing enough today to teach them about the only God who will never leave them, who loves them with an everlasting love, who can slay giants, who can save and redeem their lives so that they're ready if and when their world is rocked to the core one beautiful, sunny day.
For the LORD your God is living among you. He is a mighty savior. He will take delight in you with gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will rejoice over you with joyful songs." Zeph. 3:17
*Originally published on September 8, 2011
this was a GREAT post. you have pointed out the only things that will really matter when they face trials in the years to come. you are doing a good job mama. If you get the chance, read my most recent post. my son wrote a post for facebook on 9-11 that I posted. Enjoy your week-end!
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