remembering sept 11

 i remember exactly where i was that morning.

i'll never forget walking into Mr. Giles' science class and watching as they second tower was hit.

i had never been to new york, i had never really seen or heard of the twin towers, but i knew that was our country being attacked. those were my fellow americans suddenly becoming victims.

the rest of the school day was somber. depressing.

the news was on in every class, and teachers didn't feel much like teaching.

my history teacher told us to remember this day, because it would remain a part of our country's history.

how could we forget?

that night we had a mutual activity... going door-to-door collecting donations for primary children's hospital.  there wasn't a house we stopped at that didn't have the tv on.

i'm not sure if the tragedy touched so many hearts that everyone wanted to give something, to someone, somewhere, but we got a lot of donations for the hospital.

since that day, there have been times that i have felt like our country is so vulnerable.

but mostly, i have felt like our country is so blessed.

and i am even more proud of the courage and pride with which we have handled the tragedy.

 10 years later we went to the memorial at city hall in sandy.

it was beautiful to see so many people there.

remembering the lives lost, and the faith gained that day.

i came across this article written by President Monson for the Washington Post and thought it was beautifully written:

The calamity of September 11th, 2001 has cast a long shadow. Ten years later, many of us are still haunted by its terrible tragedy of lost lives and broken hearts. It is an episode of anguish that has become a defining moment in the history of the American nation and the world. This week, the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, along with Tom Brokaw, will pay its own homage to the unforgettable events of September 11, 2001.

There was, as many have noted, a remarkable surge of faith following the tragedy. People across the United States rediscovered the need for God and turned to Him for solace and understanding. Comfortable times were shattered. We felt the great unsteadiness of life and reached for the great steadiness of our Father in Heaven. And, as ever, we found it. Americans of all faiths came together in a remarkable way.
    Sadly, it seems that much of that renewal of faith has waned in the years that have followed. Healing has come with time, but so has indifference. We forget how vulnerable and sorrowful we felt. Our sorrow moved us to remember the deep purposes of our lives. The darkness of our despair brought us a moment of enlightenment. But we are forgetful. When the depth of grief has passed, its lessons often pass from our minds and hearts as well.
    Our Father’s commitment to us, His children, is unwavering. Indeed He softens the winters of our lives, but He also brightens our summers. Whether it is the best of times or the worst, He is with us. He has promised us that this will never change.
     But we are less faithful than He is. By nature we are vain, frail, and foolish. We sometimes neglect God. Sometimes we fail to keep the commandments that He gives us to make us happy. Sometimes we fail to commune with Him in prayer. Sometimes we forget to succor the poor and the downtrodden who are also His children. And our forgetfulness is very much to our detriment.
    If there is a spiritual lesson to be learned from our experience of that fateful day, it may be that we owe to God the same faithfulness that He gives to us. We should strive for steadiness, and for a commitment to God that does not ebb and flow with the years or the crises of our lives. It should not require tragedy for us to remember Him, and we should not be compelled to humility before giving Him our faith and trust. We too should be with Him in every season.
    The way to be with God in every season is to strive to be near Him every week and each day. We truly “need Him every hour,” not just in hours of devastation. We must speak to Him, listen to Him, and serve Him. If we wish to serve Him, we should serve our fellow men. We will mourn the lives we lose, but we should also fix the lives that can be mended and heal the hearts that may yet be healed.
     It is constancy that God would have from us. Tragedies are not merely opportunities to give Him a fleeting thought, or for momentary insight to His plan for our happiness. Destruction allows us to rebuild our lives in the way He teaches us, and to become something different than we were. We can make Him the center of our thoughts and His Son, Jesus Christ, the pattern for our behavior. We may not only find faith in God in our sorrow. We may also become faithful to Him in times of calm.

Thomas S. Monson is president of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

God has the best way of saying what needs to be heard. i'm so thankful to live in a country where i can listen to His prophet and hear His words.

God Bless America.