tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19897950.post115798265980298929..comments2024-02-03T08:17:24.123-06:00Comments on Loud Time: David A. Zimmerman's Blog of Miscellany: I GrieveDavid Zimmermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04736122606687383813noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19897950.post-1158350637776513212006-09-15T15:03:00.000-05:002006-09-15T15:03:00.000-05:00I used to pray for peace, now I pray for for justi...I used to pray for peace, now I pray for for justice, I'm beginning to believe you cannot have one without the other.Margaret Feinberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00618923034620497185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19897950.post-1158096460469054432006-09-12T16:27:00.000-05:002006-09-12T16:27:00.000-05:00I remember missing a flight. I was going to return...I remember missing a flight. I was going to return to work after a week of vacation with my parents, and my dad barging into the room I was sleeping.<BR/><BR/>I remember looking at the clock (this was Mountain Time), and being a little annoyed that my sleep was being interrupted 20 minutes early. Then I remember feeling really selfish for being so petty.locutus esthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17407151607703542979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19897950.post-1158069335316670282006-09-12T08:55:00.000-05:002006-09-12T08:55:00.000-05:00I imagine things were a bit more edgy up your way ...I imagine things were a bit more edgy up your way eh? I was catching a show @ Schubas on my birthday (the 13th) and remember hearing a fighter jet fly overhead; it was the most surreal moment ever. <BR/><BR/>I think what was most beautiful was how upfront a lot of people were about their faith during those weeks following. We had an all campus prayer time that Tuesday night and after a ton of Pete Juvinallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11688790195308178112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19897950.post-1157996957892634102006-09-11T12:49:00.000-05:002006-09-11T12:49:00.000-05:00I find myself reflecting on the grim contrast betw...I find myself reflecting on the grim contrast between the peaceful, contemplative, and prayerful morning you were personally having and the horrific event that was unfolding at the very same time. I marvel at God's omnipresence, and how He is able to be involved in both places and not react harshly like we do. You know…you say hi to someone, and they bite your head off, then apologize, Craver Viihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12882284402568264182noreply@blogger.com