Sew & Reap My 9/11 Remembered Part 2 Sew & Reap

Sew and Reap

Job 4:8-9

“As I have observed, those who plow evil and those who sow trouble reap it.

At the breath of God they are destroyed; at the blast of his anger they perish”.


Suddenly these insanely sad attacks were inside my head. I franticly called her phone but only got her message. She was transferring in D.C. What flight did they say hit the Pentagon? I called her partner’s phone only the prerecorded message came on. Emotions and the need for mental clarity were conflicting greatly in my mind.


Being a veteran from Virginia married to a girl from New York was not mixing well with the smoldering scenes of the twin Towers now tumbling down on themselves in south Manhattan as hundreds fled the smoldering five-sided command center of all the military that sits proudly in Arlington Va. Simply place my wife in the air lost to my communication and all this was too close to home and way too personal.


My mind reeled at the thought of thousands if not tens of thousands being crushed, burned and suffocated to death. Surely they did not take “P’s” plane. Perhaps she was just landing or stranded at the airport in D.C. No scenario was a comfort. I needed data, to know where she was.


In my Navy days I worked in the Combat Information Center. I operated a missile control system. All information flowed into that red and green lit black painted space. Radar and sonar data converged from all available ships, planes and subs. What was out there, how fast it was going, where it was heading, its threat assessment and engagement envelope was the mission. Data and decisions focus and adrenaline all combined to make C.I.C a solemn, daunting but highly exciting place to be. This beautiful almost fall day found me wishing I was back. Where you knew what was out there and it had to worry about you too.


I called the conference center they were going to and paged “P”, no response. I left messages, watched the news and wondered. Surely God would not put such a blow or burden on me? Then again what about all those that just died? Their wives, husbands, children, friends and family were as dear to Him as me and mine. Finally my phone rang, it was “P”. I was majorly relived. She was as shell shocked as I. “What was all this insanity about? Who could do this and what was our response likely to be?” It seems that “P’s” plane had trouble on the ground in Roanoke. Her partner and she decided to drive any way.


There at my desk wired into the world by phone, radio, fax and internet. I turned to an old and trusted method to give thanks for my family’s safety and comfort for those who bore the brunt of hatred and horror that day. Slowly it dawned on me, all the fear and anger that was rising up was exactly what these sad deceived soul had died to bring upon us this beautiful almost fall day. I left for home secure that what had been sewn in evil glee would be reaped in great regret.



Prayer and Ponderance


Proverbs 3:25-26


Mark 4:39-40


Romans 12:19-21


Romans 13:3-4


Psalm 146:9


How hard is it for you to remember Faith and God inside and outside of a crisis or perceived crisis?


In Romans 12 compels us to not indulge in personal vengeance, we are assured that acts of kindness will be heaping coals on our enemy’s heads.


How does this contrast with Romans 13 letting us know that Nations will be used to punish the wicked by God?


Wherever we stand on war and retribution we must never forget the widowed and orphaned because God says He won’t.


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