This year Luke and I, along with our friend Corrie Higdon and her son Alex, went to the World Trade Center Museum. It was very moving.
This is on a wall outside the museum and across the street from the WTC. It's an amazing sculpture that replicates many scenes. People are still using this as a place to greive by putting a Rosary or an american flag.
Inside the museum there are artifacts that were recovered. You can also see that there just wasn't much of anything that remained in it's original state.
This plaque puts it all in perspective: "This steel beam recovered from the WTC site is dedicated to all those who toiled in grueling conditions for nine months to recover 19,979 human remains and remove 1.6 million tons of material."
I sometimes forget that the World Trade Center catered to the whole World. That wasn't just a figure of speech. This sculpture of the world stood in the plaza of the towers. After the attack, this was moved to Battery Park, the park where you catch the ferries to either Staten Island or The Statue of Liberty. It's amazing to see the damage.
I love this picture. Luke was at his first full week of Kindergarten on September 11, 2001. Bert had to keep me from running and getting him. When I did pick him up I remember trying to keep from crying. He tells the story now that when he asked me what was wrong I said ' Some very bady people did some very bad things today.'
Luke is now 16, a sophomore in high school and taller than me. God has made me aware of his grace and love for us. I pray that our country will not be angry and will love like we have been loved by Jesus. I pray that by taking Luke to places like New York City he will see different people from different lands and know that God loves all of them too. Working with children from all over the world sure does soften your heart.
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