Ten years since THE September 11th. Ten years of travesty. Ten years of lost opportunity. Ten hate filled years. Ten years of fear mongering. Ten years of covering the still small voice of God with cries for blood...and blood we have had...and had...and had.
Ten years of throwing away what it means to be Americans...to say nothing of what it means to be Christians.
How can I be surprised. We take the simple-minded lie over the rich and messy truth all the time. Parrot that "they hate us for our freedoms" rather than consider how our relentlessly, pervasive oppression might impact them. Just like we defame the innkeeper for turning Mary away...rather than saint him for putting Mary in the only clean, private room in town.
How different might the world be if we could put ourselves at the door to the inn and imagine what we would have done...rather than invent a villain to explain what we do not understand... Maybe if we could put ourselves in the shoes of others we could find a way to justice and peace.
Maybe every inn needs an I in it.
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