9/11 Tragedy reveals the only solution to terrorism

Today marks the 20th anniversary of 9/11.

Thousands of people died on that day. A lot of people knew what happened on that day, but only a few know the solution to terrorism.

9/11 is not the end of terrorism

It is only one of the many terrorist attacks perpetrated in the past and sure enough, there will be more to come.

This leads us to ask the question, “When will this end?

Thankfully, the Bible tells us the only solution to terrorism.

Here’s a blog I wrote, “The Only Solution to Terrorism Finally Revealed!

Read it today, {$firstname}, and discover what the future holds for you and me and what will the end be for terrorism.

Until He comes,


One thought on “9/11 Tragedy reveals the only solution to terrorism

  1. Hello Joshua,
    Although it is after the 9/11 anniversary, I wanted to send you a poem that I wrote in remembrance of that event. But, I will share it with you at the end of my comment. First, I would like to share my testimony of how the events of 9/11 have greatly impacted who I am as a Christian.

    First and foremost, I must admit that I was not born when the September 11 attacks happened (I am currently 16.) I remember attending a history class for the first time in my entire life, after spending years in a special ed classroom. It was a Friday morning. September 9, 2016. Just two days before the 15th anniversary of the attacks. I have never heard of that fateful tragedy before. But, when I got out of class that morning after hearing that dreadful lecture, I could barely move from my desk. I was in complete shock. It was a huge struggle to comprehend the horrors of September 11. I just needed some form of “remedy” to help me “never forget”. For three years, I would resort to going to bed at exactly eleven minutes after 9 PM as a nighty challenge. It was a remedy. I would spend hours watching countless documentaries and films just to comprehend that terrible day. It was slowly taking a huge toll on me: emotionally, physically, and mentally. Sometimes, when I would have a conversation, almost every other word related to that day. All I could hear in my head was “9/11, 9/11, 9/11, 9/11!” It got SO bad that I would emotionally shut down in the middle of nowhere. It was a deep sense of sadness and confusion. The temptation to listen to the footage was so unbearable, I just couldn’t shy away from it. It was my last year of middle school, my last week of Winter Break. I would later hear these words: “You can only remember 9/11 on the date of the anniversary, and your “nightly test” is banned!” I was in utter disbelief. Then, as I struggle to battle my obsession, I would hear a screeching voice in the middle of the night, in my dream. “This is the end of your faith! I know that you have a deep passion for 9/11 and this world, but it is now gone forever! It’s over!” Four weeks straight! After weeks spent crying in the middle of the night, mom knew that I had a stronghold that I have been battling over, so she would pray for me, and encourage me to keep fighting. It was the summer of 2019, in Lower Manhattan. My prayers have finally been answered. I stood at the reflective pools of the 9/11 Memorial: in hope, and in prayer: for me, for my nation, and for this world. It was the rebirth of my patriotism: through the fires of obsession, tribulations, and confusion. It is the revelation of sin’s darkest secrets. It was the revelation of me, a child of God, standing in the realm of Satan. We were never in the United States. I will never forget the very words of my mother as I worked to overcome my obsession. “You need to stay strong, and keep the faith! You are letting the Devil win you over. Trust in God!” If it hadn’t been for the love and determination of my mother, I don’t think I would ever have received this revelation, or be in the place I wanted to be. She knew that God was trying to uncover a revelation of what I had been called to do as a believer: to SHINE! To be the light in the shadow of darkness! To be an agent of love, hope, and encouragement in the face of tribulation. To be a helping hand in the face of tragedy. To be a positive contributor to the good work that God was doing for others through nourishment and determination. And Satan did not want me to discover this truth!! We are called to be a positive influence on others. Patriotism is not a competition. It’s a demonstration of our faith and walking with Christ!
    Here is the poem I wrote for the 20th anniversary nearly three months ago. It’s called “The Hand Of Satan.”


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