I caught something on the History channel the other night… it was called “102 Minutes That Changed America”. It was about what happened on September 11th, 2001.
As I was watching it, I was moved to tears. There was an evolution of emotions. Seeing people’s reactions to the fire coming from the first tower raised a ton of questions… “What happened here?”, “Is this some sort of accident?”
There were people jumping out of the building left and right, unable to handle a number of different things… Too much smoke… too much heat… not being able to handle that their fate was no longer in their hands… This was the saddest thing I’ve ever seen…
Then the second plane hit the other tower… Right then, people began to realize that this was no accident… This was somehow planned… This was terrorism… People were angry. The responses I heard the most were either, “Oh my God.” or something along the lines of, “We need to return fire.”
As I was watching, I saw thousands of New York City citizens running frantically. They were running towards ground zero and away from ground zero- it was chaos, but it seemed that the police handled things very well. People who were recording the event from their homes weren’t sure if they should stay where they were or if they should vacate their building. I saw the mass hysteria and the bitterness and the depression of the people. Many citizens were interviewed and a lot of them reported having friends in the World Trade Center- hoping and praying they were ok.
A little while later in the video, I heard the worried voice of a fire fighter on another fire fighter’s radio. He was checking all the corners of a room for people who needed help out of the WTC. His voice sounded horrified… as if he knew what was about to happen- and not even a minute later, his tower came falling down.
This was a moment that changed our history- and you can see the change being effected immediately on the video.
Then the second tower fell, and their was silence.
As smoke, debris, and ashes filled the streets, one of the people documenting what was happening began filming a pigeon which had just landed on the sidewalk. I assume the pigeon was wondering what made today so different than any other day. Why was everything so quiet? Why are so many people running? Where is all this mess coming from? After all, the pigeon doesn’t need to worry about other pigeons blowing up it’s nest. It typically doesn’t need to worry about smoke and fire consuming the trees. It doesn’t need to worry about retaliation. It just does what it does… it searches the streets of New York City for food. And it carries the food back to it’s nest, it sleeps, and that is its day.
And we often say that what happened on September 11th 2001 was inhumane… I don’t know if that’s the right word… I mean, I don’t see pigeons bombing pigeons. Or lemurs bombing coyotes or whatever… It wasn’t right, it wasn’t just, and it wasn’t Godly… that much we can be sure about… but from the beginning of time, human kind has done very “inhumane” things… and only the culture in which we live, can determine whether or not our inhumane acts are justifiable.
We are so stupid sometimes…
We are so small… and we don’t even realize it… We are so small. Think about how big our world is. Then compare it Jupiter. Then compare it to the sun. Then compare it to our entire universe. We are not big at all. We are dust in the wind- and sometimes, we must be humbled. We are smart… but yet, how much we know certainly has nothing to say about how wise we actually are… most of the time, we’re not wise at all.
I mean… what gives anyone the right to say who is deserving of life and who isn’t? What right do we have to play God? What right do we have to say what justice is? What gives us the right to attack those who don’t agree with our way of life? And what gives us the right to retaliate? This is the nature of all that is inhumane… It is humane to love our enemies. It is humane to pray for those who persecute us. It is humane to leave justice in the hands of our Creator- but not to play God. Not to attack in hopes to harm, kill, or destroy. Not to retaliate.














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