Our World Changed

I don’t think we should ever underestimate the importance of September 11 to our country. I am always amazed when I see the acts of bravery on the part of citizens. From the brave men and women of our military, to the overwhelming majority of law enforcement and fire fighters to just average citizens who find themselves in times and situations, when circumstances show the importance of standing up for what needs to be done. We saw all of that on September 11, 2001. When police and firefighters and ordinary people walk into a building ready for collapse in an effort to save trapped people, it is something that we should never underestimate and we have those in every city and more who not only are willing, but have proven the willingness. We also should never neglect the bravery of the men and women on Flight 93. We will never know how many lives were saved when they took matters into their own hands and sacrificed themselves for others. Never let us forget the greatness of so many heroes.

While we may not all agree about who should be elected president in November, while we may not agree on where we stand on issues surrounding racial justice, while we may not agree on economic policy, domestic policy, foreign policy and more, we should be able to find agreement regarding the heroes and victims (some being both) of 9/11. Men and women were heroes and victims that day. People of every race on the planet were heroes and victims that day. People of wealth and people with virtually nothing were heroes and victims that day. I hope and pray we can find common ground to say thank you for our heroes and patriots. I would like to think we can set differences aside to pray for the families of heroes and patriots they have lost to make us a better people. The pain of loss will likely never go away.

The poem below is my effort to remember the efforts of so many heroes, patriots from years ago. I wrote it with the intent of it being a song. The way it finished, I am not sure it will ever be a song. I pray it stands well as poetry or a song if it does go in that direction.

Clear blue skies were seen on a morning bright.
Planes moved through the September air in flight
Unknown two planes were flying way too low
Breaking glass fell to streets way down below

Panic grew as people ran for their lives
Screams of fear as masses strive to survive
Chaos ensued as debris hit the ground
Humans fell from the sky landing around.

Lord please don’t let this old world forget
Three thousand friends their days number set
Our world changed for everybody that day
Father please teach us how to live, your way.

At a building in a city miles away
Another plane crashed disrupting the day
This time the building did survive
A place where heroes plan and freedom thrive.

Roaring noise silence falls darkness ruled the day
Voices heard brings hope again grace from far away
Heroes ran tall to the storm laid so small
Heroes ran to the storm now not heard at all

Lord please don’t let this old world forget
Three thousand friends their days number set
Our world changed for everybody that day
Father please teach us how to live, your way.

Police and fire fighters led that infamous day
Heroes who entered the storm to search and to save
Risking it all, were risking body and life
Heroes there, walls breakdown, lost life their hearts in strife.

Lord please don’t let this old world forget
Three thousand friends their days number set
Our world changed for everybody that day
Father please teach us how to live, your way.

Hijackers take over another plane
Heroes can see past the terrorist’s game
Fliers and crew vow they won’t reach their goal
Stopping evil plans giving shouts of “Let’s Roll.”

A mournful day we won’t soon forget
Remembering souls lost, some who’d just met
Patriots live in the home of the brave
Heroes here now and those beyond the grave.

Lord please don’t let this old world forget
Three thousand friends their days number set
Our world changed for everybody that day
Father please teach us how to live, your way.

Copyright 2020, J. Keith Broyles, All Rights Reserved

Published by drjkbroyles

I love Mike Ashcraft's book, "My One Word." For the past nine years I have participated and encouraged others to participate to in the "My One Word" Challenge. My first word was discipline was my word the first year. Since then my word has been focus, sight, jungle, peace, concentration, serve, genuine and this year is fit. I seek to be fit for my health, my family, my church, my ministries. I seek to be fit in any are of my life where God might point to me. I also have a nickname, "Dr. B." When I was a public high school teacher, Dr. B. is what most of my students called me, at least in my presence. I am still called that by many people though I no longer teach in public schools. I am the author of "Average Joe: With an Extraordinary Story" (available on Amazon). The book fits into the genre of "Biblical Fiction" or "Christian Fiction" and features some of the Bible's lesser known characters. The name of my blog is, "Fork in the Road." Life is filled with forks in the road. It isn't a matter of if we encounter a fork in the road, but when will we and how many will we experience in a lifetime. I love to strum my guitar. I am not a great guitar player but I enjoy it. I also enjoy writing music. I get excited with I feel a new song emerging. I live with my wife Cindy and our little dog, "Bishop" in Lufkin, Texas. I spent the past 30 years as a United Methodist pastor, serving churches all over east and southeast Texas, from just north of Tyler to south of Houston, from the Gulf Coast to east of Madisonville. I currently serve Perritte Memorial UMC in Nacogdoches. I spent one year in the classroom, teaching High School government, economics, psychology, and sociology. Cindy and I have been married for 43 years. We have two grown sons and six grandchildren, three boys and three girls. I enjoy preaching and all it's aspects from research to writing to the actual preaching event. I also love writing, reading. I have dabble in drawing and "painting" with pastels as well as woodworking and woodcarving. My current projects are two ukuleles. I collect, repair and restore guitars too. I play the guitar (badly, but I still do) I also enjoy working with paracord on various projects, mostly prayer ropes I usually give away. I hold an Associate of Applied Science Degree in Business Data Processing, from San Jacinto College in Pasadena, TX, a Bachelor of Science in Political Science with a minor in History from Sam Houston State University in Huntsville, TX, a Master of Divinity from Southern Methodist University in Dallas, TX and a Doctor of Ministry from Carolina University of Theology. This blog started out as devotional writings. In August of 2020, I made a major change to the blog, switching to a daily theme format. Sunday Sermon-usually my manuscript sermon Miscellaneous Monday-misc. writing, poetry, ministry Tuesday Thoughts-Devotion Wed. with Wesleys-hist. & theol. of early Methodists TED Talk Thursday-Video & appl. in current theology Five for Friday-5 things I've seen & my thoughts Sing-Along Sat. - Usually a new song I have written I write, "Strumming a G-Chord with Dr.B." to get my thoughts onto something permanent. After all, they say, once something is on the internet it never really goes away. Still, I hope you enjoy reading it. Who knows, it might generate a bit of discussion between you and me and anyone else who might make their way here. Seeking the Genuine, Keith Lufkin, Texas August 2020

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