It has been ten years, by and by

It was for me, a very odd tenth anniversary of September 11. We attended service at the Unitarians where there were prayers and thoughts for this day. There was also an "in-gathering" water service to mark the end of summer and the return of the active cycle. Everyone was invited to bring water from places special to them or use the provided water which would symbolize places special to them, and place the water in a bowl with water brought by other people. We and all living things are all made of water and water is precious. We are all one. A good lesson for this day.

After the Unitarian service, we spent a few more hours selling our wares in the town-wide yard sale. We sold items to raise money for a YMCA camp that was devastated in Hurricane Irene. Otherwise, my partner and I think selling our unwanted stuff for hours is tedious and not worth the time so spent. The lesson here was that having a garage sale is easier to do for charity than is having a yard sale for yourself. We sold stuff for two days, an unheard of event as we are wont to just pile our stuff at the curb and let those who need or want it, claim it. I was pleased that we raised over $300, a respectable amount. (But honestly not worth my time unless for charity.)

Tonight, in our little town, we went to a 9/11 memorial service attended by some townsfolk including all the local first-responders like our former neighbor, who is a now a many-year, veteran, female firefighter. We lit candles. We listened to the national anthem, "Amazing Grace" and "God Bless America." I had to sing along to them all, albeit quietly to myself.

My favorite of these songs is "Amazing Grace." Hands down. Always brings me to tears. Especially tonight, on this day of remembrance. Every day, many wretches are saved. Each day this wretch is saved by grace. Each day I am thankful and appreciative. It could be my last, as each day is for many. That was one of my life-affirming 9/11 lessons. Through grace, my fears were relieved. For us all and who have gone:

"Through many dangers, toils and snares

I have already come;
'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far
and Grace will lead me home."

On September 11, 2001, we were all American. We were one. We were and we are all one. Still. We are all humans. We are God's children. We are all children of the world, children of the universe. I wish us all peace, hope and love; yea, "A life of joy and peace." Yes, peace. For all. Inshallah. God willing. Let it be and blessed be. Amen.