Today is the five year anniversary of the day that changed our world forever. Faith Builders wants us to focus on the hope that September 12th brought us. We're asked to do a post on what the following statement means to us and then go to Faith Lifts and link our post so that we can share our thoughts with each other.
"We cannot go back and make a new start
but we can start now to make a new ending."
I've given that statement a lot of thought. I'm still not sure I understand how September 11th could have happened. It's always been really difficult for me to believe that one group of fanatics is so convinced their way is the only way they'll do absolutely anything to force their beliefs on the rest of the world. That includes slaughtering thousands of innocent people just to make a "statement." I truly don't understand the mentality. I can't begin to imagine anyone having such a heart of stone that they don't even blink an eye before they kidnap a journalist, behead him and capture it on video so they can brag about it and use it as a scare tactic.
It would be really easy to just say, "The world is just a complete mess now. There's no hope. It's only going to get worse." But something inside me won't accept that.
This quote gives me hope:
"When I despair, I remember that all through history
the way of truth and love has always won. There have
been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem invincible
but in the end, they always fall -- think of it, ALWAYS.
He said "think of it" and I did. And he's right. You know, I'm reading the first book in the Mark of the Lion trilogy by Francine Rivers, A Voice in the Wind, right now. I'm about a quarter of a way through the book and on every page I read something else that just stuns me. I suppose I've always known in the back of my mind somewhere that there was a time when Rome was the most decadent place in the world. But when I read that Jews were used as human torches to light the arenas where gladiators were forced to fight to the death, the extent of that kind of decadence is almost more than I can process.
What happened on September 11th is still difficult for me to process. But I find hope in knowing that someday people will look back on the days of Al Quaida and think the same things I'm thinking now as I travel back in time to the days of Roman decadence. They thought the only way was their way. And now their way is history. Someday this horror will actually be history. Because they always fall....always.
To link your post explaining why September 12th brought you hope, go here or just click on the Faith Builders button at the beginning of my post.