For Americans, and much of the world the events of September 11, 2001 changed our lives forever. Even though I was very young at the time I still have very distinct memories of 9/11. I don’t only remember the tragedy, but also the miracle of the unsurpassed unity that happened in the aftermath of the tragedy. Immedietly after 9/11 people didn’t point fingers or sit on their couches trying to find someone to blame.
Through years of war, name calling, blame shifting, lying, and demonizing, we have forgotten how to love each other. We have decided to take the easy way out and shift the blame and guilt away from ourselves and onto others. Am I saying that everyday Americans are responsible for every terror attack? No. But every time disaster strikes we feel this burden, this guilt, and we long to do something to get justice. We used to channel that into activism and humanitarian efforts, but now? Most Americans demonized whatever group they are most insecure about at the moment.
Hating is easy, Loving is harder.
That being said, all that the hate we have been cultivating over the last decade has done is cause division in our country and make Christians look like a bunch of hypocrites and judgmental A**holes.
In all fairness, I used to be one of those people, and the only reason I am not is because God placed people in my life to help me grow up and I listened. (Sometimes begrudgingly)
As people who claim to love Jesus we need to strive to be a city on a hill, a refuge. Not a finger pointing down in disgust from out ivory towers.
Love people. It’s hard, but it makes the biggest impact. It’s painful, but to quote one of the greatest minds this world has ever known;
Life is pain, highness. Anyone who tells you differently is selling something.
– Wesley (The Princess Bride, 1987
Dear Lord, that movie is old…