Today 9-11-10, Harry and I are retracing the steps of our 9-11 journey on that SeaStreak Ferry to honor those who died and to thank God for the 9th year in a row for the gifts he showered on us that day...
Nine years ago today: After our ferry took the first couple of hundred people from the chaos @ Pier 11 in the East River, it was HE who ushered us safely past Governor's Island and past the feet of Lady Liberty and under the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge. We prayed with HIM and it was HE who comforted us in the middle of that water.
HE fervently urged me to look away and I listened. After the second tower fell, I literally turned my body completely around and looked only to the east and the south so the power of the magnificent ocean would give my breaking heart strength. HE encouraged me to use the Sandy Hook landscape to try to counter the view of the enormity of horror that was so painfully seared & freshly etched in my mind.
God drove the SeaStreak Commuter Ferry that morning... I will never forget. I am always grateful.
May all those who died in New York City, Washington, and Pennsylvania rest in everlasting peace. May all the hearts their lives touched beat to a drum that allows great memories to live on; and may the tears of millions help wash away the pain so we can clearly see what awaits all of us on the other side of this experience. God bless America.
With Deep Respect & Love,
Harry & Tish Ferguson
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