It doesn’t matter where I was on September 11, 2001, because it’s not about me. It’s about the people that lost their lives and the people that loved them.
I remember asking my pastor where God was on that day? His response, “God was weeping alongside the dying and their families. God was with the first responders, the police, the fire fighters who rushed into the building when everyone else was running out.”
It’s not a five point apologetic sermon, but it’s the only answer that has made any sense to me.
The Bible never tells us that life will be sunshine and rainbows when we become Christians, but the hope is that in the midst of suffering we can be assured that evil will not have the final word.
The Bible paints a picture of a day when there will be no more death, no more pain, no more suffering. The promise is that on that day “[God] will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” ( Revelation 21v4, ESV)