And that morning, alongside my classmates, we watched as our American narrative changed. And yet....as we mourned the loss of human life.....I remember noticing something best summarized in this poem:
and when human hearts are breaking
under sorrow’s iron rod,
then they find that self-same aching
deep within the heart of God.
I mourned....lamented....and in mourning, discovered something (or someone?).
like in this man's story....
N.T. Wright said once...."the line between good and evil doesn’t lie between ‘us’ and ‘them’, but runs as a jagged line through each human being and each human society"
May today's remembrance remind us of our desperate need for God (Ephesians 2:1-10) and may the many lives lost over the last 10 years as a result of terrorism, war, and displacement remind us of the person we all need to meet....the one of whom Isaiah said, "‘The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; for to us a Son is given, the Prince of Peace.’
May this day of remembrance remind us to remember Him.