Though I am critical of the nationalistic and militant response by the Christian community, I have not forgotten that people died. On that day, people said goodbye to their father, mother, son, daughter, brother, sister, friend, etc… and never knew it would be the last goodbye.
I understand that hurt. In the ten years since 9/11, I have buried a son and a younger brother. There is no way to put in words the grief and pain that comes with losing someone you love so much. It’s not something one “gets over” either, we just learn how to live with the loss and everything that comes with it.
What hope is there to hold on to after the death of nearly 3,000 people? My faith is in Jesus Christ. In the context of another death, Jesus made this claim: “I am the resurrection and the life” (Jn 11.25). In the context of death, Jesus was making a promise that death would not be the last word. One of the last visions of the Apocalypse is a picture of a new heaven and new earth joined together where God is dwelling with his people, where crying will cease and death will be no more (Rev 21.1-8).
Hope is the promise that death, hatred, and evil do not win. God wins! Love wins! And in Christ, creation wins and therefore we win in Christ too!
It is a terrible thing that people lost their lives ten years ago and in every other instance where there is death, it is a terrible thing too. But it needs to neither consume us or defeat us because God has promised us that in Christ, hope lives on.