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I think about 9/11/2001 often. The gravity of it all. The fact that I didn’t understand it’s weight or implication but just knew in my gut that it was bad, the worst. Having a kid changed the way I view most everything. I knew the first responders were honorable men and women,
their duty was to protect us, to serve us, and so they did. But those were just words for sure, in my head. What they really were: fathers and mothers sprinting towards a building aflame to save regular people like you and me.
I imagine that must have been like standing 100 yds from the start line of the NYC marathon & taking off on the sound of the gun.. except the opposite way, into the crowd.
I think about the courage to send themselves into one of the world’s largest buildings as it was on fire,
I think about the courage to send themselves into one of the world’s largest buildings as it was on fire,
and as it started to collapse, not thinking about their own mortality, but rather how their loved ones would suffer because of it. THIS IS SERVICE. THIS IS PUTTING OTHERS BEFORE YOU EVEN WHEN THEY HAVEN’T EARNED IT.
There’s no room for victimhood in the service of others,
There’s no room for victimhood in the service of others,
not one ounce. Not one percent. There’s no room to be mad about the petty micro-aggressions that afflict so many of the outspoken voices of today. Outrage is the call you hear today. “If you’re not outraged, you’re not paying attention.” Wrong. At what point in our lifetimes
would there have been more of a time to be outraged than 9/11/2001? But we weren’t. We were unified. We were kind to strangers. We were quick to listen, and slow to judge. Quite honestly, we were calm.
I’m going to try to do something good today,
I’m going to try to do something good today,
try to give someone the benefit of the doubt, even if I don’t think they’ve earned it. I’ll remember that there’s many ways to make my immediate world better, none of which require sprinting towards a burning building, and thanking God that
that there were people willing when that was the price of admission. I’m going to try to do it tomorrow, on the 12th, and then the 13th, and the 14th…. And so on. I have no idea how well I’ll do, but it’ll be easier if you join me, there are plenty of seats available.
