Where were you when the world stopped turning?

Where were you when the world stopped turning?

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Where were you when the world stopped turning?

I’m not normally a huge fan of country music, but this Alan Jackson song captures what I think we all felt that day:

I remember where I was – it was a beautiful day with a cloudless blue sky, and I was at my office on the 13th floor of a building in Itasca, IL.  I remember hearing something about a plane crashing into the World Trade Center in New York, thinking they meant a small Cessna or Beechcraft – strange, but not really that newsworthy.

Then I looked out the window, and noticed that there were no planes in the air. (Our office is directly below one of the approach paths to O’Hare airport.)

Some of us went down to the breakroom, where they were setting up a TV because ’something big has happened.’ When I saw the picture of the tower on fire, I knew this wasn’t just a small private plane – this was something big.

Shortly after, the 2nd plane hit the other tower. My first thought was that I had celebrated my 21st birthday at Windows of the World on the top floor of the tower – I was a poor college student on an internship in New York, and had to borrow a suit jacket when I got up there because jackets were required. My next thought was that there were hundreds of people there in that tower, right now – I’m sure they weren’t thinking about a borrowed suit jacket.

Then we heard rumors that the Sears Tower was being evacuated, and that all of the major routes out of downtown Chicago were being reversed, so that everyone could leave the downtown area. I never heard if this rumor was true or not, and we still didn’t really know what was going on in New York, or if anything else had happened.

And then the first tower collapsed.

We stood there in disbelief, and the silence of the room was matched by the silence of the sky overhead with no planes. At that point, all work for the day was forgotten – all any of us wanted to do was go home, make sure that our loved ones were okay, and pray that it really wasn’t happening.

Unfortunately, this horrible act of violence, this cowardly act of terrorism, did happen, and I pray for the families of the victims left behind. I don’t pray that they will forget – I know that they never will. I do pray, though, that they will find comfort in Christ, and in the fact that hundreds of thousands of people are praying for them today.

Thanks for your account Barry. It was a beautiful day here in Chicago, wasn''t it? Everything about that day I remember with great clarity as well.

May your whole family find comfort in Christ and in the fact that hundreds of people are praying for you.

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