Fifteen years ago today the unimaginable happened. A thing so horrible that
just the mention of it takes me back to that moment. Suddenly it was like
the world stopped spinning. Our nation was in mourning.
The news coverage was 24 hours a day for several days. I think I watched
the first 24 hours without a break. The stock exchange shut down for a
week. Musicians sang songs about our loss, about our heroism, about
fighting back. Our leaders gave inspiring speeches. Slowly but surely our
nation began to heal. It took five years to begin construction of the
memorial site and another five years to complete.
As a nation we were unprepared for the level of our grief. Personal grief
can hit us the same way, even when the cause is expected. The depth of our
pain can surprise us.
“My bones are in agony. My soul is in anguish. How long, O LORD, how long?”
(Psalms 6:2-3) That’s exactly what I wanted to scream after the loss of my
It was “Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted” (Matthew
5:4) that brought me the most comfort.
Which verses have brought you comfort in your grief?