Ten years ago, I was driving to work when I heard the sketchy news accounts on the radio about a plane hitting one of the Twin Towers. It was “deadline” day at the weekly newspaper owned by myself and my husband, the day every week when we hurried to finish the newspaper so we could get it to print in time.
The first report I heard did not reveal the magnitude of what was happening. At the newspaper office, we all kept a close ear to the radio as we tried our best to focus and finish our job. It wasn’t easy. Soon, we understood the reality of the horrific attack.
I remember praying at some point that day after watching the shocking images on TV. God moved me to write an opinion piece for the three weekly newspapers my husband and I owned at the time. It didn’t take long to write the message God wanted me to share, and I included it the next day in one of our newspapers.
That evening, after that newspaper had gone to press but before it hit mailboxes and newsstands, I was anxious. I’m sorry to say that I was nervous about what people would say after they read my column. Unfortunately, I feared man more than the Almighty God.
God was good to me that night as I called out to him with my fear. I remember falling asleep, feeling as if someone was massaging my tense shoulders, with all the worry gone from my mind.
Here’s the column published Sept. 12, 2011.
Who’s at the controls?
On Tuesday morning one of this country’s most cherished illusions was shattered. We like to believe, especially in America, that we control our own lives. We can pull ourselves up by our bootstraps. We do it our own way. We make plans to live a well-ordered, secure life with no unpleasant interruptions.
But pain, suffering and death poke a hole in that illusion of control. Yesterday the nation stared at incomprehensible death, pain and suffering in New York City and realized we are not in control.
Most of us won’t die with thousands of others in a terrorist attack, but we are certain to die. We don’t control our date with death, but God does.
Do you know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, what will happen to you once you die? Jesus Christ said, “Most assuredly, I say to you, he who believes in Me has everlasting life.” (John 6:47)
I once saw a true story on TV about a policeman who found himself dying and sinking into hell. When he realized with terror where he was headed, he called out, “Save me Jesus!” Jesus responded, and the man’s life and soul were saved. He later became a minister.
You don’t have to be halfway to hell to be saved. “Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.” (Romans 10:13)
No matter what, it says in the Bible that “Every one of us shall give an account of himself to God.” (Romans 14:12)
Are you ready to face God, or do you still believe in illusions?