Well...Here we are on the 10th anniversary of 9/11. It changed all of our lives. Remembering back I find that I can recall talking with my father in the car on the way to school. We had embarked on an ambitious (as usual) discussion about politics. The topic today was terrorists attacking major cities and how it could cripple the nation...Then we turned on the radio...

Rosita has an equally uncanny story. She was moving from NYC to Rome on 9/10 and she did not know if she would ever be back. Her plane was delayed due to a large storm over JFK and she did not leave until the early morning of 9/11. She remembers looking out of the window of her plane and seeing the stars of a clear peaceful night (Since the storm had just passed) over the twin towers. And she wondered, "When will I ever see this again?". By the time she landed in Rome the towers had already been attacked.

How can we forgive this atrocity?

How can we be kind to those who have done us so much wrong?

I remember wondering if terrorists were even capable of experiencing human feeling. Where they not just some kind of barbaric animals?

This morning in church the text of the liturgical calander was on the parable of the servant that did not forgive. This reading has been scheduled for today for over 350 years. We should ask ourselves...How did Christ forgive our atrocities? When we nailed him to a cross with the full weight of our sin did he crush us? (As he was perfectly able to do) No...We must, like Christ, "Not be overcome with evil, but overcome evil with good!"

After all, how can we NOT forgive when we have been forgiven so much!

(P.S. If you were wondering where the cloudscapes in the pictures are from we took them in squaw valley and from the plane on our way back to Miami)