Do you remember??

By Wayne Mack

Do you remember where you were, when you received the news that our Nation was under attack on Sept 11th? I was getting ready to go to a physical therapy appointment, because a few months earlier I was almost killed by a drunk driver as I was leaving my house that was flooded by Tropical Storm Allison. On September 11th, 2001, we had just moved back into our remodeled home that had received over 10 inches of water throughout the whole house.

The house smelled of new flooring and new paint as a sat on the side of the bed answering my cell phone, after missing three calls. The voice of my operations manager on the phone was crying and very upset as she exclaimed, “Have you seen what is happening on T.V.?” She then revealed, “A plane has crashed into one of the Twin Towers in New York City” As I turned on the television, I watched live the second plane crash into the second tower in horror. I remember thinking, “We are being attacked by someone!” What seemed like moments later, I learned the Pentagon had also been attacked. I remember the panicked feeling that I had that I must immediately go get my children from school.

I will always remember the look of terror on both of my children’s faces as I picked them up from school and my daughter Amber asking me, “Daddy, are we going to die?” Her brother Austin had asked me the same exact question a few months earlier when the water rushed into our flooding house, as we were trying to grab what we could and evacuate the house before the water got any higher. It was also the same question they both asked me a few days after the flood, as I tried to walk into my brother’s house from the hospital. We were homeless from the flood and I could barely walk, because of the injuries I had received from the drunk driver that tried to kill me the day after my house flooded: “Daddy are you going to die?”

A few weeks after the Sept 11th attacks, I remember getting the phone call from a supervisor at the Montgomy County Precinct One Constable Office where I was the Captain over the Reserve Unit, asking if I could help provide security at the Lake Conroe Dam 7pm to 7am, because our nation’s infrastructure had been identified as potential targets by the terrorists that had attacked our buildings. I remember the spirit of unity that returned to our Country, after a very controversial election cycle, that involved “hanging chads” in Florida and many were saying daily on the national news, that President Bush really wasn’t our president or qualified to be president. Does this sound familiar on September 11th, 2017?

As a nation, we have always rallied in a spirit of unity in times of crisis or war and here we find ourselves again, coming out of a very controversial election year and the horrible tragedy involving Florida & Texas by record-breaking and catastrophic hurricanes. Hundreds of thousands of our fellow American citizens find themselves homeless, many of them not knowing what their next steps are. Do you remember that feeling? Do you remember how seeing all this tragedy makes you feel?

The same scripture I used last week in my Monday Morning Moment, also applies to where we find ourselves today, and every day. No matter what we’re going through, no matter what tragedy, the unsuspecting storm of life or circumstance that may arise in our lives, “GOD IS our refuge and strength, a very present help in time of trouble” Ps 46:1.

This is yet another awake up call for our Nation to get back to the basics of pledging our “Allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, ONE NATION UNDER GOD, indivisible with liberty and justice for all’. As a Nation, we need to get back to the basics for which this Nation was founded on: faith, family and freedom. It says in Chronicles, “If my people which are called by my name” ….would humble themselves and pray, seek HIS face and turn from their wicked ways, that he would heal our land. My prayer today as we REMEMBER this day: “Lord Heal Our Land!”

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