Those who died on September 11, 2001, live on in many hearts, most especially in the lives of those who knew and loved them. May we trust, through God's grace and mercy, that they also live on in God's loving embrace.
May we honor their lives by living in generous, life-giving ways.
May we acknowledge the injustice of their deaths by rejecting hatred, violence, and vengeance.
May we pray for their families, that they find peace in the years and decades to come.
May we view this anniversary, and future anniversaries, as times when we respect all human life, rather than as partisan occasions for name-calling or recrimination.
Nothing can undo this tragedy. Nothing can help us to make complete sense of it. But seeking God's love and mercy, and embracing the call to forgiveness and healing that is at the heart of the readings at Mass for today, is an important step in not allowing hatred and violence to have the final say in the life of our nation or our families and neighborhoods.
An old post related to September 11: "Losing One's Life for Others--Priestly Examples," concerning NYFD chaplain Fr. Mychal Judge.
Rantings and reflections from a middle-aged man who simulataneously loves some aspects of Catholicism and wrestles painfully with some of the faith's other teachings and traits. An unapologetic "cafeteria Catholic." Not ready to give up on this church just yet, not ready to jump ship; just trying to light a couple emergency flares...or maybe just light a single candle rather than curse the darkness, to borrow the words of the Christophers. Welcome to my version of progressive Catholicism.
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