Today marks another anniversary of a day we will not forget.

The thoughts for me are deeply mixed.  The first thoughts go clearly to those who lost their lives that day and in the days since at the hands of an inexcusable act  of violence directed against the United States that in turn spilled out across the Middle East. There simply are not words for it.  I remember reading day in and day out the New York Times obituaries of the deceased.  As the wonder of the people’s lives unfolded so did the sadness at seeing so much life snuffed out prematurely.

The other part yearns for the 9/12 world, a world we no longer speak of.  Nicholas Kristof, a columnist for the New York Times focusing on human rights, wrote in a column yesterday that, “One way or another, I fear that we may well end up at war with Iran in the next four years….”  It appeared as a throw away line in a long column.  With 10 years of war behind us and a future war looming ahead of us, when those who do write of 9/12 comment on the uneasy inevitability of another conflict, I am saddened.

I would love to hear a 9/12 voice … a growing chorus in this country and in the Middle East.  Will we rediscover, as humanity, the prophetic words of Isaiah for this generation, not as a saccharine sweet platitude but as an unsettling call?  ”God will judge between the nations and will settle disputes for many peoples. They will beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks. Nation will not take up sword against nation, nor will they train for war anymore.”  (Isaiah 2:4)  Hearing that call is hearing the call to hope.

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