9/11

City of Dreams

On the top of the towers, you can see past the narrows

Past Our Lady of the Harbor, and the broad open sea.

See the curves of the earth on the vast blue horizon

From the world's greatest city, in the land of the free.

All the brave men and women that you never would notice

From the precincts and the firehalls were first on the scene.

Storming into the buildings on the side of the angels

They were gone in an instant in the belly of the beast.

And we are children of slavery, children of immigrants

Remnants of tribes, and tired refugees.

As the walls tumble down we are stronger together

Stronger than we ever knew we could be.

Strong as that statue that stands for the promise

Of liberty here in this City of Dreams.

All the flags on front porches, and the banners of unity,

Spanning the bridges from the top of the fence

As we heal up the wounds and take care of each other

There's more love in this nation than hate and revenge.

And we are children of slavery, children of immigrants

Remnants of tribes and tired refugees

As the walls tumble down we are stronger together

Stronger than we ever knew we could be.

Strong as that statue that stands for the promise

Of liberty here in this City of Dreams.

-- David Wilcox

I was going to exercise my First Amendment rights to free speech in this blog...but I decided against it. Thank God for the delete key. I deleted a whole five paragraphs--not because I wrote anything indecent; just because I looked at my draft and realized that the anger pouring out in my words was probably counterproductive. It's justified anger, for sure...but we all have that anger in us over that horrible day 5 years ago. I didn't need to add my fuel to the fires that are burning people who are already raw. And more than that, I need my words to reflect Jesus in me. I need to strive towards becoming the woman of God that I want to be...so the anger didn't need to be announced.

So, instead of hearing another rant of the fish, I encourage you to read the lyrics posted above...better yet, go find the disc (Into the Mystery is the title of the disc, by the American David Wilcox (tho there's nuttin' wrong with the Canadian Wilcox! :)) and listen to the song. It is only one of a very fine collection of musical offerings.

I pray that you experience peace today.

Lord, watch over our nation, our allies, our loved ones. You can take care of this so much better than we ever could. Amen and amen.

Blessings,

Sail