The hardest thing about being a Christian is remembering to love ALL men, when I think back to this day I remember my utter disgust at those that did this, the anger I felt for the mass destruction, the pain I felt for those who lost family and friends and the sadness that was overwhelming.
I had recently converted to being LDS and I remember that this scripture was given on Sunday, I also remember thinking "how can I pray for such horrible people?"
The conflict over loving our fellow man tore me up, but I needed to remember to love all men, not just the ones that made it easy to love them.
So now I look back on this day and feel the sorrow for all families, even those of the mis-guided individuals and those who's hatred consumed them so much that they did this. I think of the brave and self-less heros that rescued many and those that sacrificed their life so others may live. I think of the individuals who had their life cut short and I think of the effect it had on the world.
One thing I can look on this day with happiness about, is even in this aftermath, a bond was formed that provided strength and love throughout this country. Its hard to think that such a terrible event could have a positive outcome but trials do make us stronger. We are stronger for this and I pray that this never happens again, I pray that everyone afflicted can gain peace in their hearts and I pray that we never forget but we forgive and move forward in a position of love and strength.
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