“What separates us from the animals,
what separates us from the chaos,
is our ability to mourn people we’ve never met.”
16 years have passed…
and yet our hearts still mourn.
In 2015 when on a trip to Ireland, I had the privilege of visiting the small
picturesque fishing village of Kinsale.
Tucked away off the beaten path, perched high on a hill overlooking the harbor,
is a humble and unassuming memorial garden park.
This however is not any sort of average garden nor an average memorial….
certainly not what one would expect to find in an Irish fishing village.
It is a living memorial to the American tragedy of 9/11.
The following link is to post I wrote, almost two years ago to the day,
after returning home regarding our visit to the garden….
“Look! God’s dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. 4 ‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’[b] or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”