Almighty and ever-present Lord, eighteen years go, our illusions were shattered under clear September skies when son's of Belial snuffed out innocent lives in heaps of rubble. This morning we remember those lives and pray that they’ve found their eternal rest under your throne. We pray too, that this Republic would come to the knowledge that its only in you that we have our strength, our safety, and our prosperity. Protect and preserve this nation, that it might be your heart and hands in this dry and weary world. Finally Lord, we pray that you would rise up and scatter your enemies, that your name would be revered far and wide and everyone with breath in their lungs, would exalt your mighty name. This we ask through your son Christ Jesus who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, One God now and forever,Amen.That we could all pray for our Republic and our world as we did on 9/12
Thoughts, observations, musings, encouragements, exhortations, and occasional rants from an Anglican Parish Deacon and Master Electronics Technician.
Wednesday, September 11, 2019
On a Somber Anniversary
6,570 days or 18 years ago today, the morning skies over Manhattan were much like those in the photo. All this would be forever altered before the sunset.
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