Good morning, dear Reader, and welcome to another day above ground—a gift not everyone received today. As we mark the 24th anniversary of the September 11, 2001, attacks, I’m reflecting on the weight of that tragedy and recent losses, such as the reported murder of Charlie Kirk, a prominent conservative commentator, and the school shooting that occurred in Colorado on the very same day. These events stir grief in my heart, as I know they do for many of you. Let’s pause—selah, which some interpret as a call to reflect in the Psalms—to let this reality sink in. In this moment, I’m praying not just for answers, but to hear God’s heart, trusting He is near the brokenhearted (Psalm 34:18). May He guide us toward healing and justice, in Jesus’ Name, amen.
It’s early here in the Mountain Standard Time zone, not yet 3:00 AM. I’ve made coffee, fed the dog, read today’s Proverb, and now sit with a heavy heart. The pain of loss—whether from 9/11’s thousands of lives taken or recent acts of violence like Kirk’s murder—breaks my heart. I’m not more compassionate or spiritual than anyone else; I share this because I believe many of you feel this same ache. The world’s brokenness, from violence to division, weighs heavily. Yet, I find comfort knowing God sees our pain. I imagine Him weeping with us, His compassion far surpassing our own, as He intercedes for humanity (Hebrews 7:25).
Yesterday, in response to Kirk’s murder, I posted on TruthSocial, a social media platform, tagging the President to urge that, if the perpetrator is found guilty through due legal process, the maximum penalty under the law be applied. My intent was to advocate for justice within the bounds of the legal system, not to call for vengeance or bypass due process. Unfortunately, my words were unclear, and the post was misinterpreted, leading to an immediate ban from the platform.
Reflecting on this, I see my mistake. I assumed my intent was clear, but I failed to communicate precisely. I don’t fault the TruthSocial admins; in a heated online environment, my words could have seemed inflammatory. I’m sorry for any confusion or harm caused by my lack of clarity. This experience reminds me to choose my words carefully, ensuring they reflect truth, justice, and love. May God forgive my shortcomings and help me grow in wisdom, in Jesus’ Name, amen.
Today, we honor the lives lost on 9/11—a day that changed the world. The images of collapsing towers, heroic first responders, and grieving families remain etched in our hearts. As we remember, let’s also commit to healing and hope. The same God who comforted us then offers hope now, promising to make all things new (Revelation 21:5).
Dear Reader, I invite you to join me in prayer: May God protect the righteous, convict the misguided, and bring healing to our broken world. May He guide our leaders, comfort the grieving, and lead us toward unity and peace. And may we never forget the lessons of 9/11 or the hope found in Christ, in Jesus’ Name, amen.
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