“As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good ol’ way
And who shall wear the robe & crown?
Good Lord show me the way
O brothers let’s go down
Let’s go down, come on down
Come on brothers, let’s go down
Down in the river to pray”
I could write a lot on September 11th, recount what happened that morning and what it means to me. But I have found that sometimes it is just good to sit on your emotions and think through what you are feeling. Let it process and sit on your heart. This tends to bring out a deeper connection and a need to rely on God. My church had an amazing memorial service this morning and our pastor said that the terrorists wanted to make us fall on our knees that day. And we did. However, they didn’t expect who we’d be talking to when we were brought to our knees. Our pastor encouraged us to continue to humble ourselves as those who so bravely did on that fateful day. I would also encourage to do the same, continue to seek out God, and even in the midst of tragedy remember that there is a God who will bring hope out of any and every dark situation.
“I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.”– Lamentations 3:20-23 (NIV)