Monday, September 12, 2011
10 years ago, i was only 14 when the 9/11 incident happened. it rocked the world, it made terrorism real, it made the world realize how important it was for everyone to come together as one body and no longer seperated countries, that racial differences, language difference. i didn't quite understand what happened then because i was too young and my world only came close to where i live, a small island.
10 years later, i begin to understand, to be emotionally intuned with the feelings of those affected by the 9/11, to feel proud of those who served to protect all of us from the worst. it is no longer just something i read on the papers from my country anymore. i feel my heart aching this morning as i read the experiences of scrappers living in the US, i read about their thoughts, emotions, feelings, fears, hope. 9/11 has a new meaning for me now. i may not live close to where it all happened. but my heart and prayers is with the people living there.
i'm truly grateful to have acquinted myself with scrappers internationally because they have taught me so much beyond crafting. i pray for those affected by the 9/11, for those whose family members may be serving in the US army or any other brave troops fighting terrorism, for every person on earth here (regardless of country) that His hope and peace will continue to fill our hearts till it overflows, that God will turn every tragedy into triumph. Amen.