Yesterday, while in New York City to see the Broadway show, I couldn't help but think about 10 years ago. On September 10, 2001, little did anyone in that great city realize the horrors that were awaiting them the next day. As the bus came upon the famous New York skyline, I couldn't help but think that 10 years ago, there were 2 towers standing tall, and no one ever thought they both would be hit and falling to the ground the next day.
As we walked around NYC for a little bit before the show began, we went by one of the fire stations. There was a big poster on the firehouse wall, remembering those firemen who heroically gave their lives 10 years ago to rescue those in need.
As we walked around NYC for a little bit before the show began, we went by one of the fire stations. There was a big poster on the firehouse wall, remembering those firemen who heroically gave their lives 10 years ago to rescue those in need.
Later on, as we were heading back to the bus terminal, I suddenly heard the loud sound of a siren blaring. Of course, I quickly looked around to find the source, my mind swirling with all the possibilities. It was a fire truck on a mission. They were blaring their siren, trying to get through New York traffic. What an impossible task it was! All the lanes were filled with taxis stopped at a red light. People were crossing the street up ahead so the taxis couldn't move out of the way. The firetruck kept blaring their sirens louder and louder. I couldn't help but feel frustrated. Nobody can move out of the way! If it was frustrating for me just standing there watching, how frustrating must it have been for the firemen inside the truck, realizing that there was an emergency and they couldn't get there in time?! My mind then went to 10 years ago...
How absolutely INSANE it must have been, firetrucks and ambulances and police cars trying to navigate through traffic to get to the World Trade Centers, trying to rescue as many people they could. Mass confusion and pandemonium everywhere. So many great heroes were made that day. Many of them heroically dying in order to save other lives. We honor them, and remember their bravery.
However, there is another Hero who deserves to be honored for what happened one year earlier on September 11, 2000. He had been calling me for a long time, letting me know that He was there waiting and longing to rescue me, but for awhile I didn't think I needed rescuing. When I finally realized I needed rescuing, I wasn't sure I could trust this Hero who desired to rescue me. I soon figured out that He was and is the greatest Hero of all time! The men and women who gave their lives on September 11, 2001, were amazing heroes, and they should be honored and remembered, but the Hero who rescued me on September 11, 2000, should be even more honored and glorified for what He did! If you would like to read the story of how my Hero rescued me, please go here to read it in detail. If you haven't been rescued by this Great Hero, He longs to do the same for you!
How absolutely INSANE it must have been, firetrucks and ambulances and police cars trying to navigate through traffic to get to the World Trade Centers, trying to rescue as many people they could. Mass confusion and pandemonium everywhere. So many great heroes were made that day. Many of them heroically dying in order to save other lives. We honor them, and remember their bravery.
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