September 11, 2011: Ten years, and I find myself grieving all over again – the sorrow, the
bewilderment, the disbelief that such a monstrous thing could happen, the anger. Today, just as in the personal traumas of my life, it is knowing God that allows me to feel the feelings, slog through them all, and finally come out whole. Jesus Christ is a plumb line that steadies me when faced with the treacherous swamps of fear, anger, despair, and bitterness, and brings me through them, perhaps muddied somewhat,
I suppose people of other faiths have their own aids through such crises. It is hard for me to imagine any comfort nearly so accepting, understanding, and healing as the love of Jesus.