When terror struck the World Trade Center’s Twin Towers, I was in complete horror and awe. I watched it on the news all day and night and all day the following day. The thing that I remember the most is not just the attacks themselves, but also the men and women of New York City’s finest risking their lives to protect and even save the lives of so may others. Even after the attacks, they were out on the death-site of so many people hoping and trying to find other people who were in some

The reason that this memory from such an appalling incident is that it brought America back. If it weren’t for the determination of these few men and women from the city that never sleeps, America may have been down a little, or even much, longer than we were. They helped lift the morale of so many New Yorkers and also so many, if not all, of America. They were mentioned in nearly all speeches and were often prayed for at churches and at special ceremonies.

The realization that was brought to me was catapulted to me through these events. I began to live for myself, but mostly, I began to live for God. I began focusing on him rather than what others thought of me and how they saw me. My eyes were fixated on my personal Lord and Savior. The men and women from NYC embedded a sense of faith and courage that enormous events, such as September 11

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