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He
wrote this letter two days after the Sept. 11 acts of terrorism.
Dear
Friends in the
We
mourn with you. Because we know and love so many of you, and
have lived long enough among you to feel at least a measure of your hurt.
We
continue to spend most of our days watching the layers of pain unfold across
your land. From time to time, my mind closes down from overload, unable to hold
the measure of horror, then some image brings it back
to sharp focus again. The small things do this, the things one's mind and heart
can grasp. A woman, showing pictures of her husband to anyone she can. A brawny, bone-weary fireman sluicing the dust off his head.
Crowds shouting their thanks to convoys of grim construction
workers, driving their rigs into the disaster area. Another crowd in
another land, weeping as, for the first time in history, a "foreign"
anthem is played in the forecourt of
We
have been moved, as always, by the response of so many, acting so rapidly, and
with purpose, to bring succor, ministering to the nation's wounds. There is
something deeply stirring about the capacity of the American people to mobilize
communities for good.
There
have been some unlikely heroes too. That rough diamond, Rudy Giuliani, has
stood out for me as the one who has ministered truth and compassion to the
people of
By
contrast, it has been troubling to see how shallow and shaky have been the
first moves of the President, and how unsafe he becomes when caught without a
script. We must pray that this man will be helped through this without taking
the world deeper into disaster.
Sadly,
at the invitation-only service at the National Cathedral, the Church did not
help him, nor further the Gospel. It was sad to see the Church (and other
religious traditions) laid so supinely at the disposal of Caesar and his
chaplains. It is one thing for the Church to invite the leaders of the land to
come like any others, to pray, to seek God's healing and the guidance of God's
word. It is theologically an entirely different matter to provide a pulpit to
the head of state, enabling him to use a house of worship to rally the nation
for war, exactly contradicting some of the Scriptures that were read. When
uniforms and flags crowd God's house, it is hard for God's word to be heard. A
British TV reporter said afterward: "This morning, in quick succession,
President Bush got approval for his war, first from Congress, then from the
religious leaders." Did it occur to anyone just how much this action
resembled the use made of mosque pulpits by the political leaders of some
extreme Muslim fundamentalist states?
After
that carefully choreographed exercise, faithful preachers will not have an easy
task. As my preacher son said, "It will be very difficult to balance the
personal and pastoral on one hand, and the political, or prophetic on the
other."
Yet,
as always, both dimensions exist in this atrocity. To weep with Jesus over the
city's wounds is our pastoral imperative. To do so without asking his deep
questions about why we "do not know the things that make for peace,"
is a dereliction of our calling.
In the
midst of the weeping for the pain, which has given way so rapidly to cries for
vengeance, should we not listen for another note - that of repentance?
Some
of the questions that leap out at me right now, are
these:
How
is it that we continue to be defrauded by the false security of military might? The capacity
to build an anti-ballistic-missile system, and to "project power"
across the globe, seems almost ludicrous right now. The greatest military power
on earth has been struck at its heart by three of its own commercial airliners,
held to ransom by a handful of knife-wielding fanatics. Yet, nothing in the
rhythm of human stupidity is likely to change. The saber-rattling will grow
louder, the outworn weapons of war will be dusted off, and soon, somewhere in
the "third world," - the world I live in -many more people will die,
adding to God's tears. More hatred will be stored up in the ruins of some dusty
country. We must bear witness to another way - the Jesus way of nonviolence.
This is never more difficult than when we feel our loved ones and ourselves to
be under attack, yet that is surely the time when such a witness is supremely
relevant.
When
will we have the courage to identify all fundamentalism
as the well from which hatred drinks? The perpetrators of this horror will most likely
be found to come from Muslim fundamentalist ranks, but even as some outraged
people take revenge on innocent Muslim-Americans, we remember that it was
Christian fundamentalists who perpetrated the second worst terrorist attack on
American soil. McVeigh was the extreme product of the theological poison that
masquerades as Christianity in hundreds of churches, and which we tend to shrug
off as "misguided, but sincere." Witness the hatred toward a whole
slew of scapegoats that came from Jerry Falwell and
Pat Robertson while the flames in
While
it is right to ask in horror, "What kind of people can perform such
hateful, deranged deeds?" there is another question: "What have we
done that anybody can hate us so much?" This is a hard question to ask
at a time of such pain, but we pray that out of all this horror, there may be a
better capacity to hear it (although I fear the opposite). Part of the response
to that question may be simply that the big boy on the block is always disliked
by all the little guys who wish they were as big. But it's not as simple as
that. There is a myth, cherished by the vast majority of Americans, that their
nation's foreign and economic policy is both moral and benign. From other
vantage points it is viewed very differently. I think of our anger in
The
cone of silence around these questions needs to be broken. With
mainstream politicians fearful of even appearing to address them surely the
Church must do so? It will be difficult, but to the degree that this nightmare
of terror is related to those questions, is this now the time to ask them?
I have
often suggested to American Christians that the only way to understand their
mission is to ask what it might have meant to witness faithfully to Jesus in
the heart of the
All
around the world there are those who believe in the basic goodness of the
American people, who agonize with you in your pain, but also long to see your
human goodness translated into a different, more compassionate way of relating
with the rest of this bleeding planet.
With
love and solidarity,
Peter
Storey