It was a landmark -- a dividing line. There was everything before that day, then there was everything after. A BC/AD thing. There's not many days like that in your life.
Some days that are the end and the beginning, you say 'things will never be the same,' knowing it at the time.
Other days are dividing lines that you don't appreciate until later -- that's what this day was.
And today is the anniversary of that day. When everything really did change. From that day on I began to see myself differently. It commenced the journey of unselfishness (it's a long journey). My world began to not revolve around me so much. And I started to experience the joy of bringing someone else joy.
That day set in motion the days when I would see grace and forgiveness personified and in action -- and personalized for me.
My life changed on 9-11. September 11, 1969, when I met Brenda, my bride, and the best picture of Jesus that I have on earth.
The unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight -- 1 Peter 3:4
