I remember September 11, 2001. I stop every year, spend time with my husband, and thank God that he walked out of the burning Pentagon alive.
“Fear not.” It is the command most repeated in scripture. “Fear not.” We need to be reminded on an almost daily basis. God knows you. God cares for you. God is capable of protecting and providing.
Five years after I graduated from college I married an Army Special Forces officer. Later I began to struggle with mini panic attacks. I was deluged with fears that I would lose my husband. Every parachute jump, every deployment to another country, every late night phone call raised my stress level.
A wise friend intervened, telling me, “You must fight these fears – all fears are based on a lie. Find out what lies you have believed and replace them with truth.”
Indeed fear is a terrible thing. Fear robs us of our joy and peace, destroys our spiritual growth, frustrates God’s plans for us, opens the door for the enemy, and wastes our time! I searched to identify the lies that had invaded my thinking and I worked to replace those lies with truth. Verses on God’s love and concern for me, His sovereignty, His protection, and His provision covered my refrigerator door.
When my daughter was nine months old we were assigned to the Pentagon. September 11, 2001 was my husband’s second week of work. After the events in New York and then the Pentagon plane crash friends began calling to see if he was ok. I struggled to remain calm while waiting for news. We had not even unpacked our television yet.
I sat down on the bed and opened my Bible to Deuteronomy 32:39 “There is no God besides me. I put to death and I bring life, I have wounded and I will heal, and no one can deliver out of my hand.”
I also have Psalm 138:7-8 marked with a “9/11” in the margins of my Bible. “Though I walk in the midst of trouble, You will revive me, You will stretch forth your hand against the wrath of my enemies, and Your right hand will save me. The Lord will accomplish what concerns me, Your lovingkindness, O Lord, is everlasting, do not forsake the work of Your hands.”
As I waited for news I was reminded again of God’s sovereignty, His love, and His promise of provision.
It was such a long day, and the entire cell phone network had collapsed, but the call finally came – my husband was fine.
I was grateful for lessons learned about fighting fear-inducing lies with truth. The truths of God’s character are timeless, and they have kept us sane through many dangers, toils, and snares.
Photo – My husband and daughter on September 11, 2001 when he finally made it home. I hated it when he went back to work the next day to a building still on fire…