Sunday, September 11, 2011

The Kind of Anniversary I Don't Like To Celebrate - 9/11

I cannot re-type it one more time where I was that day - that awful day - ten years ago. I don't want to copy and paste it from other times either. But there are memories and thoughts bombarding my mind anyway...

I close my eyes and I see that second plane... having already heard about the first and not expecting more...

I think of the type of warfare that went to the Pentagon that day to those who are used to taking war elsewhere...

And those people on the fourth flight. Where did they find the resolve? Did they feel Him with them on that plane?

A man on the ground in New York - trying to get people off the street before the Towers fall - not knowing that his sister and niece had been on one of the planes that were used as missiles...

The Muslim man working in the restaurant atop the Tower - killed by people using his religion as an excuse, with his wife two days away from birthing their second child, a son!

There is nothing I can add to this discussion. Mine is not a unique memory. I was safe, although I can recite for you some very good reasons why the city I lived in at the time would have made a great target.

The sadness does not really lessen, does it? I just try to rearrange it inside my heart to fit with everything else crowded in there...

Is this what it feels like every day for people who live where war is all around them? The people who grew up with the sound of gunfire as a personal soundtrack? How do they fit that in their heart?

We all have songs that remind us of those feelings... the mourning, the helplessness... this is just one of mine...


  1. It's tough, isn't it? try to write something about this sad anniversary... So many others have covered so many angles so well or so poorly. Writing is a good way for me to process, but some of the things that have been changing in me are not so popular to say out loud, so that has added another pressure - albeit a type of accountability.

  2. Hi Kaye! Glad you made it over. Yes, it is hard to write about sad things of this proportion. After awhile it seems like we are just chasing our tails... it's all be said, hasn't it?

    Don't let the pressure keep you from writing. So far on this blog I have admitted to being a child-abusing daughter of a murderer (over several posts - I said it a little better than that). But I talk about how God has changed me and I keep myself accountable. That is why God has me writing. It isn't about popular. If I could write things that are popular, I might have more than 5 loyal readers. But it is what it is.

  3. Fantastic post.

    I've never thought about the Muslims that may have been working in the towers.

    What a paradigm!

    Thanks for sharing.

  4. Such a tragedy. I wrote about the blend of loyalty and forgiveness that day requires of each of us ( Thanks for sharing the snapshot of those involved...

  5. Steve, CNN did a piece a few days ago on the Muslim man working at the restaurant in the North Tower. It was so sad. And for the widow and two children... What a horrible thing to have to live with.

    Seth, I'm headed on over to check out your post.


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