little ears...big hearts...

The date in history that brings back stark memories...pictures of crashing planes...burning buildings...terror...fear...unknown.

Each year we stop and remember.

As the kids have gotten older we have tried to explain as much as we think their hearts can handle.

This is their history - what happened in their country long before they were here.
How it has affected their country ever since.
And how it will affect their future. 

This year we watched a documentary about the day...and it was hard.

So many lives lost.

So much sadness.

So few answers.

It proved to be overwhelming for our youngest...and with her sweet innocence...and tender heart...she decided to spend a little time on her own praying. 

For her mommy and daddy to never crash in a plane.

For her siblings to be safe and not get hurt.

And for her GOD to always be GOD over all.

Amen.