Today's Scripture Reading (September 15, 2026): Psalm 79
It seems like just
yesterday that I watched in horror as the peace of a September day was crushed
by hijacked planes crashing into symbolic and beloved landmarks. At the time, I
was living a couple of thousand miles away, closer to the American West Coast
than the East, where the horror was taking place, and yet, even there, the
crashes changed things. One thing I remember was the eerie emptiness of the
skies as governments tried furiously to figure out what was happening. All my
life, I had watched the sky, infatuated with the flying machines that inhabited
the spaces above my head. Still, on that day and for a few days after, the fantastic
flying machines were no longer present, dominating the bright blue yonder. On
that day, everything changed, and maybe for the first time in generations,
North Americans understood a feeling that up until that day only our friends in
Europe and Asia truly understood; we understood what it felt like to be
vulnerable to terrorism. On that day we lost something that might have been
more valuable than the Twin Towers or the possible loss of the Pentagon or even
the White House. We lost our innocence, and that was something we just could
not rebuild.
Psalm 76 is attributed
to Asaph, but it is another of the Asaph Psalms which was probably written by a
descendant of the revered Levite. The context of the Psalm appears to follow
the destruction of Jerusalem in 586 B.C.E., but it was not just the city walls
that were breached that day; it was also the day the temple was lost. Just like
the significant losses that Americans suffered on 9/11, the temple was
something that the people thought they would never lose.
The ultimate truth Israel
needed to learn is that God loved them despite their losses. We seem to want to
connect our losses and our hurts as evidence that God has turned his back on
us, but that is not the truth. The reality that we need to understand is that
God's presence during the good times is a good thing, but God's presence when
planes are crashing around us and the enemy is destroying everything we hold dear
is essential.
It could be argued that,
at least in North America, 9/11 is the saddest day on the modern calendar. For
our Jewish friends, they have another sad day. It is called Tisha B'Av, or the
ninth of Av. And while on 9/11 we remember the attack on our economic (the Twin
Towers), our military (the Pentagon), and an attempted attack on the political
(The White House) identities, on Tisha B'Av Jews remember attacks that occurred
across centuries, including the destruction of Solomon's Temple (586 B.C.E.),
the destruction of Zerubbabel's Temple (70 C.E.), and the Roman Massacre of
100,000 Jews at Betar (132 C.E.) All of these events, and others, occurred on
the ninth of Av. But while Tisha B'Av and 9/11 are days of great sadness, they
should also be a celebration of the God who stays with us, even in the worst
moments of our lives.
Tomorrow's
Scripture Reading: Psalm 137