This week, I'll be brief.
As I write this, the sun is shining in a clear, blue sky, and there's an autumn feel in the air reminiscent of the morning of September 11th, 2001, that fateful day that changed the world.
The anniversary of 9/11 is upon us. In commemoration, there are plenty of television programs replaying video from that horrible day and local ceremonies honoring the innocent that lost their lives. While I understand the historical and healing value of such things, I will not participate. Like so many others with a personal connection to 9/11, I don't need to be reminded. It's never far from memory.
I will not recount the events of 9/11, nor will I pontificate on good versus evil. Let me just say this: people came together during the 9/11 tragedy (for lack of a better word). First responders raced to assist; civilians came to the aid of one another without question. Nobody cared about race, religion, or country of origin. On that day, people saw only humanity, frail, wounded, and in need. They extended a hand freely. They prayed with great fervor. Today, as the United States calculates striking against Syria, I wonder. Have we learned nothing?
This 9/11, then, may I humbly suggest the following. Please fly your flag in remembrance of those lost and in support of the loved ones they left behind. Please pray for the families and friends who will forever grieve their loss. Lastly, and perhaps most importantly, remember humanity and pray for peace.