Ah, today is a day we remember.  Anyone 22yrs and older, we were alive then. Anyone who has survived they remember. Those who did not survive, we remember. It’s 9-11, God Bless those souls. 9-11-2001 NY, PA, DC.

A 60 minutes special on TV last night freshly made tears and prayers for me, I highly recommend watching it (online at the link below).  The story of the Fire Department of NY and 9-11 and how they are rebuilding, especially speaking with the children of those who perished, who are now part of the FDNY. They talked to one captain survivor asking: “do you question ‘why did I survive’ and not the others who were side by side with each other? The captain said he did, turned to his wife early on to ask, and she said: “It’s because you still have a job to do.”… Yes, they have been rebuilding the FDNY as a necessity and as a tribute and as therapy too. What do you do after 9-11? Remember by working for the recovery. And as a firefighter, love your job.

9-11 is forever in my memory. The recovery and rebuilding is remarkable in that city locale, it’s beautiful there. How also do we rebuild our hope, joy, and be a living example of God’s Love and sacrifice? Remember. 

Remember why you were put on this earth in the first place, like those firefighters who sacrifice(d) so much. Remembering is something we should do. Remember and asking: Why am I here? Appreciating we ARE here. Here For LOVE, to be loved by God, to love God, to love each other. That’s big picture. LOVE.  Then what’s today’s job? Remember. Remember then share love in hope, forgiveness, solemn tribute, sorrow, always understanding, then also share joy. Share joy because God’s forever goodness as well as justice is never negated by worldly wars, worry, and worst circumstances. Light overcomes the darkness.  Be the Light today. Put the worries of today in His Hands. Put the work of today in His hands too. Our lives are short – but we can make the best of them. we can.

Remember: There’s still work to be done.

Amen 

Amen and God Bless those firefighters and first responders and everyone who remembers.

Amen and here is the 60 minutes link:

https://www.cbs.com/shows/video/oJO38Ah9gYjX6txqbtA4v72WQ3wQPrNh/

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Ecclesiastes 9 KJV:1, 10-13 then 7-9 by Solomon, wisdom after a long life of ups and downs, observing life and trying to focus on hope: We are to live joyfully and share hope.

For all this I considered in my heart even to declare all this, that the righteous, and the wise, and their works, are in the hand of God: no man knoweth either love or hatred by all that is before them.

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Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave, whither thou goest.

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I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all.

For man also knoweth not his time: as the fishes that are taken in an evil net, and as the birds that are caught in the snare; so are the sons of men snared in an evil time, when it falleth suddenly upon them.

Verses 7-9 NKJV

Go, eat your bread with joy, and drink your wine with a merry heart; For God has already accepted your works. Let your garments always be white, And let your head lack no oil.

Live joyfully with whom you love all the days of your vain life which He has given you under the sun, all your days of vanity; for that is your portion in life, and in the labor which you perform under the sun.

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David wrote, Psalm 102:

A prayer of an afflicted person who has grown weak and pours out a lament before the Lord.
Hear my prayer, Lord;
    let my cry for help come to you.
Do not hide your face from me
    when I am in distress.
Turn your ear to me;
    when I call, answer me quickly.

For my days vanish like smoke;
    my bones burn like glowing embers.
My heart is blighted and withered like grass;
    I forget to eat my food.
In my distress I groan aloud
    and am reduced to skin and bones.
I am like a desert owl,
    like an owl among the ruins.
I lie awake; I have become
    like a bird alone on a roof.
All day long my enemies taunt me;
    those who rail against me use my name as a curse.
For I eat ashes as my food
    and mingle my drink with tears
because of your great wrath,
    for you have taken me up and thrown me aside.
My days are like the evening shadow;
    I wither away like grass.

But you, Lord, sit enthroned forever;
    your renown endures through all generations.
You will arise and have compassion on Zion,
    for it is time to show favor to her;
    the appointed time has come.
For her stones are dear to your servants;
    her very dust moves them to pity.
The nations will fear the name of the Lord,
    all the kings of the earth will revere your glory.
For the Lord will rebuild Zion
    and appear in his glory.
He will respond to the prayer of the destitute;
    he will not despise their plea.
Let this be written for a future generation,
    that a people not yet created may praise the Lord:
“The Lord looked down from his sanctuary on high,
    from heaven he viewed the earth,
to hear the groans of the prisoners
    and release those condemned to death.”
So the name of the Lord will be declared in Zion
    and his praise in Jerusalem
when the peoples and the kingdoms
    assemble to worship the Lord.
In the course of my life he broke my strength;
    he cut short my days.
 So I said: “Do not take me away, my God, in the midst of my days;
    your years go on through all generations.
In the beginning you laid the foundations of the earth,
    and the heavens are the work of your hands.
They will perish, but you remain;
    they will all wear out like a garment.
Like clothing you will change them
    and they will be discarded.
But you remain the same,
    and your years will never end.
The children of your servants will live in your presence;
    their descendants will be established before you.”