I was folding clothes in front of the tv that morn. 6 months pregnant with Jace.

I watched in horror. I watched it live.

In an instant I realize how fragile and uncertain life is.

Perspective is put in place. My heart breaks for the loved ones of the dead.

I went to NYC and looked down from a skyscraper and imagined the fear of the trapped souls.

I remember the eerie silence of the sky.

I think of the hijackers, how they are people, too. Deceived people.

The world as we know it changes forever.

Every channel broadcasts in replay. For days.

Among the mess I see goodness.

I pray.

God is still God.

HE is Mighty.