Remembering When the Sky Turned Black – 11 September 2001

BySteeljawscribe

I remember, a sky so blue it burned your eyes to look up . . .and smoke that scarred your lungs;

I remember shipmates  . . . and a piece of notebook paper listing for whom the bell had tolled;

We remember that for one brief moment it wasn’t New Yorkers, or Washingtonians, or businessmen or civil servants or Sailors or Soldiers or firemen or police who were attacked …

… it was America.

And whether transfixed in frozen horror at the incomprehensible images on our TVs or fleeing fire and rubble for our lives, we still came together as one nation, one people united…

Under a sky that was so blue it burned your eyes to look up …

There is a time for everything,
   and a season for every activity under the heavens:a time to be born and a time to die,
   a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
   a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
   a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
   a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
   a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
   a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
   a time for war and a time for peace.Whatever is has already been,
   and what will be has been before;
   and God will call the past to account.

I said to myself, “God will bring into judgment
   both the righteous and the wicked,
for there will be a time for every activity,
   a time to judge every deed.”                     – Ecclesiastes 3

 

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