Remembering Heroes (September 11, 2001)

“Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends” (John 15:13).

I’ve written about this many times. However, when I moved my website to a new server, I forgot to save all my old files. So now I have to write this all over again. It’s all right. I get to remind myself of heroes.

In the early morning of September 11, 2001, I was at home with my then baby, who was just a year old. My husband called me on the phone and told me to turn on the television. He said they were all watching it at work. I stared in horror as people plunged to their deaths from the twin towers, live on TV. Then I watched the towers crumble with people inside. It was surreal and shocking. I won’t forget it.

After that, I heard the news about brave first responders running toward the burning buildings instead of away from them. Firefighters, police officers, paramedics, all ran to rescue people. Many perished together. May God comfort their families to this day.

Those heroes died tragically on September 11, 2001, together with many lives they tried to save.

Their heroic deeds remind me of the greatest sacrifice of all, when the only begotten Son of God, Jesus Christ, came down to earth to die a sinless death on the cross to pay the ultimate penalty for my sins, and then rose again three days later to secure for me eternal life in heaven with God. That was how Jesus Christ died to save my soul. That is an unparalleled sacrifice in human history. Soli Deo gloria!

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