On the morning of September 11, 2001 I was in ninth grade. I
remember waking up early for school that morning and turning on the local
Christian radio station and being puzzled by the radio announcer asking and
praying for the people in the Towers. I did not understand what was happening.
I walked out of my room and turned on the television and watch what unfolded
there.
In the years that followed, on the anniversary of the day I
searched the internet for cnn’s live file footage of that morning and watch it. I
wanted to remember the experience of that morning, the confusion and the chaos
and the uncertainty and the dread knowledge of what was about the happen that
the people in the footage did not yet know about.
I did this every year for at least the first five years afterwards
because I wanted to remember. I think I had ingrained in me two sayings, “History
is like an endless waltz” and “Those who cannot remember the past are doomed to
repeat it.” On one of those years I went to church shortly after watching the
footage. There I heard the song “Be Unto Your Name” whose lyrics run thus:
We are a moment, You are forever
Lord of the Ages, God before time
We are a vapor, You are eternal
Love everlasting, reigning on high
Chorus:
Holy, holy, Lord God Almighty
Worthy is the Lamb Who was slain
Highest praises, honor and glory
Be unto Your name, be unto Your name
We are the broken, You are the healer
Jesus, Redeemer, mighty to save
You are the love song we'll sing forever
Bowing before You, blessing Your name.
Lord of the Ages, God before time
We are a vapor, You are eternal
Love everlasting, reigning on high
Chorus:
Holy, holy, Lord God Almighty
Worthy is the Lamb Who was slain
Highest praises, honor and glory
Be unto Your name, be unto Your name
We are the broken, You are the healer
Jesus, Redeemer, mighty to save
You are the love song we'll sing forever
Bowing before You, blessing Your name.
At the words “We are a vapor” the images of the dust of the Towers
rushing to consume those who fled filled my mind. I was so struck by my own
smallness and the frailty of man but was also struck by the contrast: the
greatness and otherness of God: God, who is forever, Lord of the ages, God
before time, who is eternal, who is everlasting, and who reigns on high.
In my inward contemplation of this wonder, I somehow missed the
second half of this song, the part that we need to hear after understanding the
greatness of God: We are the broken, You are the healer. Jesus. Redeemer.
Mighty to save. God is not someone who is great and far off, who does not care
about our suffering. He is near and cares for us; who was and is the Lamb who
was slain for us.
This dual understanding of God: that he is great and yet he cares
for and loves us is one of the great mysteries of the universe and indeed the
central message of the Gospel of Matthew. Matthew 28:18-20, the Great Commission,
serves as a summary of the flavor of Matthew’s gospel.
Standing on a mountain in Galilee before ascending to heaven, Jesus
spoke once more to his disciples saying, “All authority has been given to Me in
heaven and on earth. Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations,
baptizing them in the name of Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, teaching
them to observe all that I commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to
the end of the age.”
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