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On September 10, 2001, Americans went to bed without fear. We weren't worried for our country's safety. Our service members were at the ready, as always, but there was not an identified target- just a hypothetical. New York was whole. 

And then, Hate struck. An act that inspired terror. The bottom fell out. Our hearts were struck with dread, fear, anger. We witnessed an act of pure hate. 

But so many acts of compassion. Bravery. Patriotism. Faith. 

Four planes wreaked havoc on a nation. But first, they brought us together. Do you remember that? Finally, we were all American- not democrats or republicans, black or white, rich or poor. We were actually united. Old Glory was back on our porches and back in our hearts. 

But then, time and choices and so many other factors drove us apart again. Once again, we are a nation divided. We bicker about money and civil liberties and troop movements and tax cuts. In our every day lives, we forget the beauty of our nation. 

We forget that every day is a gift, that many do not receive. We forget that even in a moment of torture, American citizens are brave and selfless. We forget that we can, will, and do rise above hatred. We forget that we are together in it all. 

September 11th is a day to remember, to mourn, to reflect. But it is also a day to be thankful. A day to give your loved ones an extra kiss. A day to appreciate a blue sky. A day to thank the Lord for everything we have. 

Tomorrow, our country remembers our pain. But we also remember our strength.