September 11, 2012
The memories are fresh before us, nearly too fresh to bear the name.
We remember the newscaster's voice and the red script across the bottom of the screen.
We remember the alarm in older eyes, and the terror that titles such happenings.
We remember the fear and the panic
And even some of us remember the soot and the ash and the embers falling all around.
Not too far back in the archives of our minds, we draw them out and recall
We note the way
screams pierce air,
planes pierce buildings,
metal pierces bodies.
We note the
hatred born of cruelty
the cruelty born of hate
and as we reply
with hate once more
we give ourselves away.
We note new lines draws,
divisions for war,
and each kingdom's ironic willingness
to trade people for peace.
all the ways
we still have not
come home yet.
Would you turn our faces to You this day.
Would you lift our gaze from the blaze of our memories and into the light of Your gaze.
Let us never forget, Lord.
In Your way of remembering
would you grant us the holiness to remember
the whole narrative – both ours and theirs.
And the grace to remember that You are still writing Yours.
We ask all these in the name of the only King to whom we dare bow,
Hi, friend. I'm Amy. Mostly, I’m just another twenty-something trying to figure out the stuff of life. I am a nerdy seminary student who loves the smell of old books and early mornings in the library. I am an artist wanabee, a liberal to the conservative and conservative to the liberal, guilty social justice groupie, and a recovering Bible know-it-all with the unreal ability to put my foot in my mouth an astonishing number of times each day. I am a sister to eight of the most hysterical creatures ever created. Good theology, used book stores, and autumn make me giddy. I preach passionately, think deeply, and ask too many questions. I write prayers, poetry and prose. I write about preaching bad and good, gender roles in the Church, the sacraments, stupid things we do on Sunday, politics, and almost everything else that you are not supposed to discuss in polite company. I also blog at oneyellowbird.blogspot.com. Welcome to the journey.
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