At work today I met some lovely ladies who attend a local Church. Making conversation I asked what the sermon was on today and they said, “The September 11th attacks” I told them I wished I could’ve attended but I was working. So they gave me a pamphlet and told me I could come to the service at night. I was excited. When I got home from work, I got food with Amir then I went and got him a suit to wear to the Church. I’m sure there are plenty of Mosques holding the same events but I think one thing that we don’t do enough is get involved in the different places of worship. But to me God is like a flower, with different descriptions and names, he’s always the same.
