It's easy to get caught up in other things. It's easy to think today is just another day. It's football season. Bama is playing Penn State. Miami is at Ohio State. Michigan is at Notre Dame. It's easy to focus on the leaves that started falling. The political season has arrived. The car needs an oil change. We talk about Disney trips. We talk about bread pudding. We get busy with the busyness.
But there are 2900 families who aren't busy today.
They aren't thinking about pigskin or politics.
I imagine they would love for today to be just another day. A Monster Saturday in football. A day when their daughter cheers in her first game. A day when their toughest decision will be cool ranch or nacho cheese. I suppose in some small way it's a tribute to the memory of our lost brothers and sisters that nine years on, we've returned to the trivial. Life went on. The terrorists didn't win.
But if returning to normal, if living our lives, is the measure of our strength, than at least in our living we should pause from time to time. Remember That Day. Remember the images and the people.
I pause today and give thanks to Our Father for protecting our country. For giving stength to Stanley Prainmath and Brian Clark who walked out of the south tower; to Tom Burnett and Todd Beamer who fought back on Flight 93; to Welles Crowther who rescued other people and perished while doing so. For giving strength to the firemen and the policemen. For giving courage to Betty Ong the brave flight attendant. And I ask God to heal the widows and widowers. To comfort the children whose daddies and mommies didn't come home.
And on this day, when we say God Bless America. We mean it.