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Remebering 9/11/2001 I was a senior in high school. Kaleb and I had been married just a few months, but circumstances had him back in Michigan for the time. I was missing him. I was sitting in Senior English. I was blessed to go to a Christian school where we prayed together every morning. My classmate Amanda raised her hand. “We should pray for the people in the plane crash.” Plane crash? What plane crash? We turned on the news. We watched as the second plane hit. This was no accident. We watched all day. We prayed. We wondered what was ahead. There were rumors. Rumors of gas tripling in price overnight. Rumors of Marshall Law. I waited in line for gas. Kaleb called. “If anything more happens, you wait there! I will find you! I will come get you!” Gas did not triple. Marshall Law was not instated. The panic was still felt. My adult life was changed forever. I’m remembering today. I’m praying today. I am praying for our nation and the direction it’s heading. I am praying for the families of those brave men and women that died that day. I am praying against the evil one who deceives men’s hearts to hate enough to be willing to kill and die for that hate. I’m praying for the safety of my husband as he flies home tomorrow. Don’t forget.
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Bhí mé sinsearach i scoil ard. Bhí Kaleb agus mé pósta ach ar feadh cúpla mí, ach cúinsí a bhí ar ais i Michigan le haghaidh an am. Bhí mé ag iarraidh dó. Bhí mé ag suí i mBéarla Sinsearach. Bhí bheannaigh mé ag dul chuig scoil Chríostaí nuair prayed againn le chéile gach maidin. Mo classmate Amanda tógadh í ar láimh. "Ba chóir dúinn guí ar son na daoine sa timpiste eitleáin." Timpiste eitleáin? Cad timpiste eitleáin? Chasamar ar an nuacht. Bhreathnaigh muid mar an dara eitleán bhuail. Ba é seo aon timpiste. Faire againn an lá ar fad. Prayed againn. Wondered againn cad a bhí romhainn. Bhí ráflaí. Ráflaí gáis tripling i bpraghas thar oíche. Ráflaí Dlí Marshall. Mé tar éis fanacht i líne le haghaidh gáis. Kaleb ar a dtugtar. "Má tharlaíonn rud ar bith níos mó, tá tú ag fanacht ann! Beidh mé a fhaigheann tú! Beidh mé ag teacht a gheobhaidh tú! " Ní raibh Gáis triarach. Ní Marshall Dlí ais. An scaoll bhíothas den tuairim go fóill. Rinneadh athrú ar mo shaol fásta go deo. Tá mé ag cuimhneamh inniu. Tá mé ag guí lá atá inniu ann. Tá mé ag guí ar ár náisiún agus an t-ordachán é a ceannteideal. Tá mé ag guí don theaghlaigh na fir agus mná cróga a fuair bás an lá sin. Tá mé ag guí in aghaidh an duine olc a mheallas na bhfear gcroí chun fuath leor chun a bheith toilteanach a mharú agus bás don gráin. Tá mé ag guí le sábháilteacht mo fhear céile mar cuileoga sé abhaile amárach. Ná déan dearmad.