Remembering.

This morning, Jesse and I watched the Memorial Serivce on T.V., and I explained to him in the best way that I knew how, in a way appropriate for a four year old, what happened ten years ago. Together we sat on the couch and watched soldiers honoring our country and families paying tribute to lost loved ones. We talked a little bit about war, a lot about heroes, and mostly about how blessed we are and how thankful we are to have Jesus.

The Author and Finisher of our faith.
Because of Christ, we know the end of this story.
He wins.
A day will come when there will be no more death and no more sorrow.

"Behold...He will dwell among them, and they shall be His people, and God Himself will be among them, and He will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there will no longer be any death; there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain; the first things [will] have passed away. And He who sits on the throne said, 'Behold, I am making all things new.'" ~ Revelation 21:3b-5a

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1905. Remembering September Eleven.
1906. Humbled to be an American - so thankful for those who serve.
1907. Thankful for Jesus - the reason for everything.
1908. Blessed beyond measure - and thankful for the reminder.
1909. Weeping with those who weep.
1910. Sharing truth and history with my boy.
1911. Seeing how time heals gaping wounds.
1912. Thankful that Christ is on the throne.