As we direct our focus on the tragedy that took place 10 years ago today, we are overwhelmed. Overwhelmed with disbelief, sadness, gratitude and the spirit of community. As we viewed the steel beam that was delivered to our town from New York City, the small tattered flag on one end spoke volumes. The bent piece of steel that was salvaged from the World Trade Center, is symbolic of our American spirit. We mourn great loss, but we are still here. Scarred and tarnished, but strong. So many lives have been changed forever, and the rest of us are called to love them through their pain. As brothers and sisters, that is simply what we do. Of course, we wish we could fix the broken hearts that refuse to heal, bring back parents, children, friends. Snap our fingers and make it all disappear. Don’t we? Wouldn’t we love to be able to heal all wounds so easily?
We are changed from every event in our lives. We grow into the person we are today because of history. Our history. Today, as we think of all that we have witnessed and all that we are, let us be thankful that we can. Let us be thankful for those who gave the ultimate sacrifice, and those who would do so without thinking twice. I am blessed to know such people. Thank you.
“Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.” – John 15:13 NIV