Television images from September 11, 2011 pass float through
my mind today as they have frequently during the last ten years. The horror of seeing the second plane
crash into the second tower as smoke was still billowing from the first tower
is not the image that bothers me most.
I hate the feeling of falling (like when an airplane drops in turbulent
weather) and the most disturbing to me personally was video of two people
holding hands as they jumped out of an upper story to escape the searing heat
and fell and fell and fell. I
don’t remember seeing them smash into the pavement below but adrenaline flows
and panic rises inside me when I think how they felt during those dreadful
moments. The later photos of
dust-covered people dazed in the streets and the voices of those reporting the
collapse of the towers were awful. The magnitude of suffering is unspeakable.
As horrendous as these images are, the most appalling of all
was video of people dancing and shouting in celebration in the streets in the
Middle East. I have never seen nor
heard of violence and suffering in the world and reacted with exultant
joy. Their reaction was confusing,
sobering and intensified the pain of what I had witnessed. Amid the devastation there was Christlike nobility of hundreds who worked to save and comfort others. Far from the scene, millions wished to help in anyway we could.
There is a movement to speak of healing and peace and talk
of lessons learned on the anniversary of this willful carnage. I pray for comfort and peace for the
families of the victims. I believe
the suffering of the victims is swallowed up in the atonement of Christ who
suffered not only the pain of the sinner but the pain inflicted by the
sinner. I believe we all reap what
we sow and do not worry about those who joyfully cause or celebrate atrocities. The story is not finished and in the
end, God and goodness will put an end to evil and suffering and we each
individually will stand before God our Father and Christ Jesus our Savior and
account for what we have done.
It is my hope and prayer to be accounted as one who has
worked to “comfort them which are in any trouble” (II Corinthians 1:4) and “lift
up the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees” (Hebrews 12:12.) I have also come to recognize that my
desire to live peacefully with my neighbors in this world will not change the
hearts of those succored by Satan who still reigns with blood and horror on
this earth. Not to acknowledge
that Satan rages [or to deny his existence] does not protect the innocent or
the striving. Satan is real and
has hold of the hearts of millions in our time. I will remember and teach my children and grandchildren that
he seeks to destroy all our Father’s children BUT we can safely trust in the
promises and covenants of God our Father, knowing that ALWAYS God and his Son
have power over Satan and the Father’s plan will unfold as he ordains it.
The greatest lesson of 9/ll: Stay on the Lord’s side and work harder than Satan and his
minions to learn what the Father wants of me and do it.

