MEMORIES, MEMORIALS, AND MOVING ON
If you haven’t been bombarded by memories in the past week,
you must live under a rock.
Every newscast and every human interest story for the past week
(except for moment-by-moment coverage of the presidential candidates)
has unearthed another tragic story of 9/11/01.
News people and plain people have surfaced from the wreckage of 15 years
to tell the stories of where they were when the planes hit the towers,
of the “up close and personal” stories of those who didn’t go to work that day,
or changed travel plans and didn’t fly that day,
or somehow made it out of the flames and suffocating dust.
We have been reminded of the emergency responders who ran into danger
while others were trying to run away from it.
We have gathered for services of remembrance,
stood for our moments of silence,
heard the names read and remembered.
But, after 15 years of mourning which will never end,
we have dared to celebrate the legacy of that day’s heroes,
to erect monuments to memorialize that terrible day
and those remarkable “saints on earth and saints above” who emerged that day.
But, all the remembering and the gathering,
the memorials and continuing eulogies have one purpose . . .
to move on . . .
into a future where we can work from memory of horror and death
into the work and practice of calm and life . . .
into a future where enemies are protected from each other,
where by God’s grace, enemies become friends and protectors of each other . . .
into a future where all God’s children will recognize God as their Parent,
and see each other as equally beloved children of God
given the world to share and celebrate together
instead of fight over and kill each other for.
Psychologists and grief counselors know that in order to maintain or restore mental health,
there are stages of grief that must be experienced.
But, the goal is to eventually move on . . .
daring to enter relationships,
risking losing in order to experience love,
dreaming bold dreams knowing that nightmares loom.
Let us with God’s Spirit revisit our memories, and build our memorials,
and by God’s Prince of Peace, move on in faith, hope, and love.
Just pondering . . .
Peace . . . Lynn