I can't
believe it's been ten years since September 11th. I was only in 6th grade when
it happened. I can remember my teacher telling us about it, but I actually
remember the hour after that better.
They sent the students out for an early recess, probably so that all the
teachers could find out what was happening and figure out what to do. I walked a balance beam on the playground
with some of my friends, talking about what little we knew, but the enormity of
the situation didn't really click with me. I hadn't seen pictures. I had heard
very little about the Trade Centers themselves and had never seen them so I
didn't fully comprehend the situation.
It wasn't until later that day, when I watched footage on TV and my
parents explained it to me, that a bigger piece of the picture sunk in.
Now, ten
years later, I wonder what the lives of those most closely affected look like
now. Newborns are now in 5th grade. Teens are adults. Widows and widowers are ten years alone. How different their lives must be than what
they imagined they would be before that day occurred.
There was a
memorial video played at church.
I cried.
Not because
I was personally affected by 9.11, but because I know that there are people who
were affected by 9.11 that don't stand where I do. I can ask God "Why?", sure. But I know that I can also rest upon a
completely good and sovereign God who is in control of all things, even when
what we call evil happens. After all,
didn't God use the Cross, a horrific evil indeed, to crush sin and death
forever?
I know there
are people who can only look at 9.11, look at their lives now, and ask
"why?" without getting any sort of satisfactory answer. And this breaks my heart.
They are on
my mind, as the tenth anniversary of that day passes. I pray that the memory of it will drive them
not from God, but to God, the only one who can supply them with the comfort and
hope that they need.
"God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore, we will not fear, though the earth gives way, though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea, though the mountains tremble at it's swelling. Be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth." [Psalm 46:1-3 and 10]
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