On the infamous September 11, 2001, I had know Joel barely over 1 year.
He had only met the Lord Jesus Christ as His Savior 3 months prior to our meeting.
Our year together was busy. We fell in love. We battled again our old man & our flesh vs. our faith. We got pregnant. We got married. We got news our baby may (or may not) have a problem & may not live.
Then on 9/11/2001, we started a 3rd day of labor with news of the tragedy in New York.
Moments like this shape & define who we are.
Where is our hope in chaos?
Clearly, we were all powerless that day. It wasn’t hard to realize there was no man to turn to.
But my husband led my family in turning to the only HOPE, & I remember this through the words of Pedro the Lion’s song, “Promise”, recited by Joel that day:
if i look up and the sky’s not there,
is there any reason i should be scared
when a promise, is a promise, i know
I am blessed to walk along side a man who only hopes in the Lord.