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Naive Hope Springs Eternal

Elizabeth Banak

In years past, when I have reflected on 9/11, it has always felt like the best and worst of what it means to be an American — unimaginable pain, but also extraordinary bravery. We rose to meet the challenge together, bound by grief, yes, but also by hope. We cried for the dead, we honored the heroes like Todd Beamer and those many first responders who gave their lives, and for a moment, we saw each other not as strangers or enemies, but as fellow citizens. We saw one another as humans in need of comfort, action, and love. It’s always given me hope. 

But it today feels different. And I guess it has for a long time now.

Children are being killed in churches, who are then mocked for praying. Innocent people, like Iryna Zarutska, are murdered on trains while people do nothing to help. Charlie Kirk, inarguably one of the most transformative political figures of a generation, wasassassinated in broad daylight, and the news of which in some circles was met with celebration and ridicule. All this happens while the divide between us grows wider, the anger louder, the violence more frequent. Something in our culture, in the very fabric that holds this nation together, is broken. I don’t know whether it’s a lack of shared American values, the influence of social media, the inability to see those we disagree with as anything other than evil, the decline of God in our culture… I guess it’s all those things. But we are not the same Americans who came together after 9/11. And that breaks my heart.

Because I still believe that a better America is in us. I have to believe it, even if it is naïve, because the alternative is…too terrible to imagine. But we’ve buried it under outrage, cynicism, fear, and tribalism. We’ve forgotten how to grieve together, how to disagree with decency, how to love our country and each other, even when we fall short.

There’s no undoing the tragedy of 9/11. There’s no undoing just the last month of tragedies! Nothing can bring back what we lost — not only the lives but the piece of our collective soul that seems to be gone. If we want to be better, we have to do better. We have tohonor the courage we saw — the courage to serve others, even at the cost of one’s life. We must respect and honor the selflessness of people like Todd Beamer, who knew his life would end, but acted anyway to save others. And beyond that, we can agree that anyone should be able to speak freely without fear of an assassin’s bullet. We can agree that everyone should be free to worship in God’s house and not have to justify their prayers at their worst moment. We can agree that action in service of others in need is a noble goal, not a fool’s errand. These all should be the most vaunted of American values. 

I don’t have the same optimism I once did. I feel more sorrow than hope today. But I do still believe that we can be more than what we’ve become — if we’re willing to be honest, to look inward, to speak out, and to choose hope over fear. To disagree without hate.To call out what is wrong and to do what is right and just. To have faith with works. To live lives of virtue and honor. To celebrate the best of us, just as we did after 9/11. And to tell those who laugh, mock, trade in violence, and stoke division to sit down and shut the hell up! 

“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” John 14:27

Let’s Roll: A 9/11 Tribute

Elizabeth Banak

Are you ready? Okay. Let’s roll! ~Todd Beamer

“Let’s roll!” Those were pretty simple words uttered by a man who, like any other on that September morning, woke up to nothing out of the ordinary. He did not know what would befall him or the rest of the country. Todd Beamer would lose his life, but in doing so, he and the other passengers on United 93 would save countless others in their stunning act of bravery and sacrifice. So many others would do the same. And while there is no discounting the tragedy of 9/11, there is comfort in remembering all those people who answered the call of courage in service to their fellow man, regardless of the costs to themselves.

When I reflect on that sacrifice, I am confident that despite the horror of that day, 9/11 represents the best of what it means to be an American. It was a day that we rose to meet the challenges we faced together, as one nation in shared grief and the hope of a better tomorrow. We honored those who gave their lives and all the victims who never had a chance.  

There’s no undoing the tragedy. We can’t turn back the hands of time. But we can continue to learn from it and remember it with proper perspective for what we lost and eternal gratitude for what we gained. The perspective comes from thinking about the horror each victim, each survivor, each first responder faced that morning and realizing it could have been anyone of us just as easily. The gratitude is bestowed on those who did what needed to be done, some forfeiting their own lives. Their sacrifice reminds us that those people did and still do exist in the world and we are damn lucky that so many of them live, and sometimes die, with unyielding courage in service to their fellow man. 

Hopefully, for the many Americans who commemorate Patriot Day, we can all remember that something wonderful can be born out of even the worst tragedy, but only if we have the perspective and wisdom to realize it and the gratitude to help us harness it and hold on to it forever. Remember the victims. Honor the heroes. And love your fellow Americans. Let’s Roll! God bless America now and always!