Alan Jackson singing “Where Were You”
I am not a country music fan, but I loved the Alan Jackson song written after September 11. Today, as the sixth anniversary of that horrible comes, I remember where I was when the world stopped turn’n?
I was in seminary in Fort Worth, TX. I had just come out of an 8 o’clock class and the TV’s in the foyer were on CNN. Students were packed in watching the news unravel. Cell phones were going off as parents and friends were trying to call loved ones. Everyone had a hallow look on their face. Many were crying. It was an onimous scene.
Classes were immediately dismissed. I went straight to Jennifer’s apartment and we watched the news for hours. I was in shock. I felt sick. I knew the world had changed in a matter of hours. The words “terrorists,” “muslim,” “jihad,” and “Osama bin Laden” would fall from my lips over and over. The world became much smaller. American was no longer too far away from foreign attack. It was a day unlike any other in my life.
To those who mourn today for the loss of family, friends, co-workers, and children, I grieve with you. My prayers are for your comfort, peace, and strength on this dark anniversary.