September 11th has a small personal side to it for me. At the time, my sister was in the sky with so many other Americans. Her plane was diverted to somewhere in the mid West, and she found her way home.
I remember talking to my mother-in-law that day or the day after. She told me that everyone checked in. All 6 of her children called home.
In this time, and in smaller daily struggles, I draw strength from the words of those who came before me. My own words are good. Sometimes I have no words of my own, and I rely on the comfort of the tried and true.
Hail Mary, full of grace.
The Lord is with you.
Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
Pray for us sinners
Now and at the hour of our death.
All shall be well.
And all shall be well.
And all manner of things shall be well.
~Dame Julian of Norwich
We rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.
~Romans 5: 3-4
We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit.
Our Father who art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
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