Hate
The ache in just about all Americans’ hearts is ten years old this Sunday—an ache that will never fade, no matter how much time passes. That day, when we experienced the devastating results of hatred, abhorrence and abomination prompts us to examine our own hearts.
Whom do we hold grudges against? Whom have we not forgiven? What will it take for us to lay down our arms and open our hearts and minds? Let us not allow another day go by without working on freeing ourselves from those terrible ties that bind and inhibit us and make it impossible for us to be all that we can be.
“I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.” –Booker T. Washington
“If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn’t part of ourselves doesn’t disturb us.” –Hermann Hesse
“I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain. –James Baldwin
Enjoy this glorious day you’ve been granted—be sure to use it well.
#1 from .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on September 09, 2011
That time hit us all so hard. I cried for two weeks and my eyes just leaked tears. Who would think we could even have so many tears! My brother-law’s cousin was killed and there were over 1000 people at the memorial service. And so many heroes like the train driver who pulled his train from NJ into the station under the trade center just as the first building was hit, before anyone knew what was happening, and he had a “feeling” that things weren’t right. He refused to open the doors to let passengers off and they were, of course, screamed to be let off the train. He moved that train right out of there and back to New Jersey. How many lives did he save that day? My best friend’s daughter was on that train. Intuition.