Today, I will remember the saddest day of my every year.
Today, I will remember Sept. 11th.
Today, I will remember how God-given creativity was turned inside out, into pure demonic evil, and destruction.
Today, I will remember how we responded to that evil; returning hate for hate, evil for evil, an eye for an eye.
Today, I will remember that evil and destruction killed over 650,000 members of Mother Earths' children; children, women, and men-- Iraquis and Americans.
Today, I will remember images of towers falling, of burned-out cities, of bodies falling through the air, and bodies of children lying in the desert streets.
Today, I will remember a news story of a little Iraqui boy, proudly telling his mother he wanted to be a Jihadist when he grows up.
Today, I will remember all the drawings from my daughter's first-grade class of children who want to be soldiers when they grow up. Drawings of tanks, bombs, guns, killing, and dead people.
Today, I will remember the largest church in Utah, sanctioning this war.
Today, I will remember my own church and the minister who dared, at the beginning of this war, to say we should not have fought back. I remember all the people who hated what he had to say that day about war, and Jesus.
Today, I will remember the hatred of those who turned Islams' teachings into hatred.
Today, I will remember bombed and burned-out mosques.
Today, I will remember sitting on my couch, watching my television, holding my own six-month old holy child, and saying, "Oh, my God" "Oh, my God" over and over and over, as the towers fell. Knowing other mothers' holy children were dying right at that moment. And wondering, into what kind of life, we had brought our new child.
Today, I will remember an American President who delighted in calling all this "Shock and Awe".
Today, I will remember a new American President who promised to end this war soon. When will soon BE, Mr.Obama?
Today, I will remember I didn't want to write a political or religious blog. And today, that just doesn't matter.
Today, I need to remember, and I need to write, and I need to let all the pain, all the pain caused by hate, fear, and ignorance wash over my heart. And settle into the crevices. If I let all the pain go, I might not remember to remember. I might forget. Because if I don't remember the pain, and if I don't write it out here in black and white, I might forget. I don't want to forget. I want to know, God, how can I serve you, in any way possible, to help in any small, possible way, to stop this evil and madness? What can I do for YOU?
Today,I will remember that I still don't know all the answers to my prayer, but for now, I will continue to celebrate life, and beauty, and joy, and hope, and love. Because they are YOU, and YOU are stronger than hate and evil.
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