(written Sept. 11, 2012)
It’s the time of the year when thoughts run to the past to remember utter pain, bitterness, unbelief, denial, love, passion, compassion, empathy, and even hatred, borne from an aerial assault in New York, and culminating in an empty field in Somerset PA .
Certainly planes flying into buildings causing death and despair is a fate no good person would wish for anybody, but we all sit on the edge of eternity, never knowing when our last breath will be called upon to surrender. Whether it be a building, tree, a car crash, drowning, or any thousand reasons why lives are ended, it always seems worse when others kill innocent people.
If a tree fell on your brother, it would be brutal, yet understandable when seen as an accident, but when foreigners purposefully kill in the name of a god, this seems unforgiveable; at least the tree did not have a personality, it knew not if a man of 65 or a kid of three was walking under it; it just fell.
But the ‘akbar’ folks, who claim special favour, are guilty of taking human life, in this there is no accident, and the senseless death of unknowns reaches a depth of pain so few imagine.
But is not heaven silent? Regrettably yes, but not without concern. God has allowed such evil to manifest that his own grace may be called upon, and how many have tried to empty the bowl, but God’s love is bottomless, and his grace richer than ever. He is not unaware of the miscreants in the world he created, mind you, not in a world he created LIKE THIS, but in his creation nothing escapes his piercing eyes of eternal vigilance.
It is not a question of lack of love regarding GOd, but a matter of his patience and longsuffering that he allows life to continue when we see desperate acts by men who dare call upon him, when he knows them not!
Blowing up a building in the name of GOd is hardly an act he approves of, yet the religious and untaught mind would pave the way for such imbecilic acts, and try to persuade others that this is somehow pleasing to a god that demands this as worship.
But note the response from instinctive souls who acted without thought when such tragedy occured: people running down stairs in the WTC with fright leading their steps, while firemen were running UP to look for the helpless, not knowing, yet aware that each step may be closer to death; and how many of them were correct…
The American spirit was activated in seconds, and like a silent symphony all made their own music, looking for another note under a rock, ‘yes, heres a survivor,’ and the music was sweet in the center of chaos.
Men, women, looking to help, comfort, and seek the lost; the assassins did not consider this reaction, but their cowardly acts only brought out the valor of true AMericans.
Who could forget flight 93, ‘lets roll,’ and the heroic acts of a handful of souls who acted without regard for their very sakes, and live today as a reminder that ‘the memory of the just shall be blessed.’
These brief moments held back the plans of a few set on destruction, but the plan was short lived, and a monument is placed as a reminder that AMerica survives because of a few good men; America is full of good men.
How could there be a loving God to allow such devestating human loss some would ask, yet the same who dare ask this, never consider that they too, are merely a step away from the king of terrors. and equally deserving of a tree falling on them, at any time in every place.
Such is the lack of logic that forgets the consequences of sin. ‘ALL have sinned,’ says the good book, but most people judge others by what they do, rather than what they are.
It is no less painful to see other good people have lives taken from them, even knowing all are sinners; But God sees, hears, answers, even if he appears aloof. Ω