Saturday, September 11, 2010

Fearless: Remembering 9/11

Today we take time to remember the tragedy of the attacks of our country nine years ago. I've thought about it a lot myself. I remembered this little tid-bit from the publisher on Max Lucado's book 'Fearless' and thought it was a great way of looking at today.

"Each sunrise seems to bring fresh reasons for fear.

They’re talking layoffs at work, slowdowns in the economy, flare-ups in the Middle East, turnovers at headquarters, downturns in the housing market, upswings in global warming. The plague of our day, terrorism, begins with the word terror. Fear, it seems, has taken up a hundred-year lease on the building next door and set up shop. Oversized and rude, fear herds us into a prison of unlocked doors. Wouldn’t it be great to walk out?

Imagine your life, wholly untouched by angst. What if faith, not fear, was your default reaction to threats? If you could hover a fear magnet over your heart and extract every last shaving of dread, insecurity, or doubt, what would remain? Envision a day, just one day, where you could trust more and fear less.

Can you imagine your life without fear?

How amazing it is that we can live without fear through our amazing, powerful God! I haven't read 'Fearless' yet, but I'm looking forward to picking it up in the future. I bought my husband the new Switchfoot this week (via the photo) and one of their songs reminded me so much of today. It's called 'The Sound'.

The static comes in slow
You can feel it grow
Our stream of conscience flows
Under the streets below

The rivers made of sound
Still running underground
Runs like a silent flood
We run as thick as blood

Can you hear it rise
Up from the ground?
Can't drown it out
Can you hear it now?

This is the sound
Of a heartbeat
This is the sound
From the discontented mouths
Of a haunted nation

We are the voice of breaking down
Can you hear me?

This is the sound
Of the desperation bound
By our own collision
We are the voice of breaking down

The static comes alive
Beneath the broken skies
John Perkins said it right
Love is the final fight

Let it rise above
Rise above
There is no song
Louder than love

Let's remember today knowing that we can live without fear and cling to the hope that there will never be a song louder than God's love.

1 comment:

  1. So touchingly sweet. Thank you for remembering, and for sharing.



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