“The Lord is king! He is robed in majesty. Indeed, the LORD is robed in majesty and armed with strength. The world stands firm and cannot be shaken.” Psalm 93:1 nlt


As I sit here and type this post, the television is quietly playing in the background. A myriad of names softly spoken.

A day of remembrance.

Faces and lives and places so quickly eradicated, all that was left to do, was stand slack-jawed. Stunned to silence. Gripped with fear.



A catastrophic chain of events.

A violent upheaval of all we thought was sacred and safe.

Darkness on a day that was so bright and beautiful.

I vividly remember what I was doing. I suspect most of us do. You just don’t forget such a time as that. How my hand gripped the cup of coffee I was holding. How I moved to the edge of my seat for a closer look. Too stunned to take it all in.

Certain this was some horrid use of imagery meant to shock.

How once I was convinced it was real, I quickly called all those I loved. Wanting to take a roll, get a head count, be assured everyone was accounted for.

The feeling of wanting to duck and take cover with every sound overhead, strong.

Watching a nation, a people, divided by race and color, political beliefs, religious differences, social status, come together as ONE. ONE nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

Standing in the ruble, covered in dust and debris.


Working together. Digging with hands. Hearts and country ONE.

Shame it takes a catastrophic event such as that to make it happen.

But it did.

And God’s Sovereignty still reigned.

Reigned in the midst of chaos. Ruin. Devastation.

“For the mountains may move and the hills disappear, but even then my faithful love for you will remain. My covenant of blessing will never be broken,” says the Lord, who has mercy on you. Isaiah 54:10 nlt

And for a little while a nation came together. Heads bent in prayer.

It’s been thirteen years, fourteen now, and a bit of complacency has seeped in. Divisions are gaping open. Ugly words, threatening words slung from one to the other. Violent acts that sicken and nauseate.

We’ve forgotten the day we were “One nation, under God, INDIVISIBLE.” Forgotten “The Pledge of Allegiance.”  How we hunkered down and prayed together. Cried out in despair to The Lord.

Most days we’ve forgotten God.

And yet God reigns above the nations, sitting on his holy throne. (Psalm 96:10)

It’s time we take our “churching” and hit the streets. Put feet to our words. Share the Gospel.

Be one nation UNDER GOD.

Love each other. Love our neighbors. Love the unlovely. “For love covers a multitude of sins.” 1Peter 4:8

As Hebrews 10:24 says, “Let us think of ways to motivate one another to acts of love and good works.”

Close up this gaping wound of division. Pull together as if we are still digging for life in the rubble.

Because we are Digging. For life. Life everlasting.

“You will tell his people how to find salvation

through forgiveness of their sins. 

Because of God’s tender mercy, 

the morning light from heaven is about to break

upon us,

to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death,

and to guide us to the path of peace.” Luke 1:77-79 nlt


“Where there is injustice, one must stand against it. Where there is suffering, one must be the hands and feet of our Lord. Where there is opportunity for good, one must seize it. As go our words, so must our acts.” from The Story Keeper by Lisa Wingate

Graced by God

Tammy Mashburn