Reflections on 9/11
the memory is as haunting as seeing it happen
Fire fighters, police and their chaplains became heroes. They seemed fearless on 9-11 in NYC.
Those folks on the plane that crashed in the middle of Pennsylvania instead of hitting the White House‚ I just imagine how they must have worked together to prevent further disaster. I wonder what I myself would have done if I had been on that plane, or in the World Trade Center. Would I have panicked? Or helped others? I don't need other people to see me as a hero if ever there were a crisis, but I sure hope I can keep calm and help others.
I am not Christian‚ I don't have any religion at all‚ but when I saw those crosses made out of World Trade Center metal, I was surprised by a spontaneous phrase that escaped my lips: Please PLEASE have mercy on all us poor sinners. I don't know if that was a prayer or what. I'm glad the iron workers found something worthwhile to create out of the metal. Memorials for innocent people, who were just going to work on a Tuesday morning.
I think that 9/11 proved that a true hero is anyone who is willing to put others above their own fears. 9/11 also proved that crying wasn't a sign of weakness, but a sign of strength and love.