Today marks the 10th anniversary of the terrorist attacks in the US on September 11, 2001. Its hard to think about that date without mental images of the destruction, grief, and loss that swept over America and the world following those tragic events. The loss of thousands of lives was compounded by the depth of loss felt corporatelya lost sense of security as a country. The sorrow of loss, personal and corporate, will always accompany the memory of the events of that day.
Those horrific events are not the only painful memories of September 11. It also marks the anniversary of my father-in-laws death. Jims loss is felt deeply within our family and his circle of friends.
No matter what kind of sorrow we experience, there is only one real comfortthe mercy of God. David, in his own heartache, cried to his heavenly Father, Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eye wastes away with grief, yes, my soul and my body! (Ps. 31:9). Only in the mercy of God can we find comfort for our pain and peace for our troubled hearts.
In all losses, we can turn to the true Shepherd, Jesus Christ, who alone can heal our brokenness and grief.
Read: Psalm 31:9-15
” No matter what kind of sorrow we experience, there is only one real comfortthe mercy of God. David, in his own heartache, cried to his heavenly Father, Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eye wastes away with grief, yes, my soul and my body! (Ps. 31:9). Only in the mercy of God can we find comfort for our pain and peace for our troubled hearts.”
We are comforted by God’s mercy.
We are saved by His grace.
Thank you, Mayor
Amen, Rus. God bless you, and God bless America!
Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and says to the first man he
meets, “Do you want to go to heaven?” The man said, “I do Father.” The
priest said, “Then stand over there against the wall.”
Then the priest asked the second man, “Do you want to go to heaven?”
“Certainly, Father,” was the man’s reply. “Then stand over there against
the wall,” said the priest.
Then Father Murphy walked up to O’Toole and said, “Do you want to go to
heaven?” O’Toole said, “No, I don’t Father.”
The priest said, “I don’t believe this. You mean to tell me that when you
die you don’t want to go to heaven?”
O’Toole said, “Oh, when I die, yes. I thought you were getting a group
together to go right now.”
Not till the loom is silent
And the shuttle cease to fly
Shall God unroll the canvas
And explain the reason why
The dark threads are as needful
In the weavers skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern he has planned
___________________________________________________________ Happened upon this while browsing this morning ...
so I brought it here ...
I liked it.
We have a hope and a prayer
eternal life with the Father
We are tested here daily,
Is it mercy that we share ...
spreading forgiveness
everywhere ...
come let us adore our Father
all that is, is his ... Amen
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