I did this long before I read the post. I thought about it at 8:46 this morning which is the time of the first plane. I thought about it later as I remembered the 2nd plane and then the falling towers. I thought about the brave men who were entering the towers even as people were scrambling to get out. I remember those trapped and could not get out. I remembered the children, wives, husbands, grandparents, aunts, uncles and all the other relatives who either lost their lives or were left behind to grieve.
Tragedy happens every day, but this day has special significance and is a day that even people who do not believe in God pray to Him for those who were directly and indirectly touched by this horrendous act.