On the eve of the 14th anniversary of 9/11 a rainbow appeared over NYC which to many observers began or ended at Ground Zero or the One World Trade tower. The following day on 9/11 a lightning strike sent a Bin Laden company crane crashing through the roof of the Masjid al-Haram the most of holy of Islamic Mosques in Mecca.
The irony is thick; I stand back in amazement.
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And they had a king over them, which is the angel of the bottomless pit, whose name in the Hebrew tongue is Abaddon, but in the Greek tongue hath his name Apollyon.
September has arrived again. A month I look forward to because I’m an NFL fan, but also a month that brings with it the anniversary of 9/11. I lost a close family member on that day, and no matter how many years pile up between then and now, I find myself reliving those feelings and memories. I’ve been told a few times to forget 9/11 and put it behind me, but to me that’s akin to forcing yourself to forget a murdered family member, and many other Americans. The perpetrators have escaped justice, and they are still on the loose fulfilling their agenda.
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