A dreadful 9/11 poem called “Meet Me In The Stairwell” was posted to the Christian-run forum where I spend way too much of my time. It’s noteworthy as a typical example of the kind of rationalization religious people engage in when they’re trying to figure out how a loving God could allow such horrors, and they can’t bring themselves to accept the obvious answer.
The poem is from God’s POV, talking about where He was (everywhere, of course) and what he was doing (not very much except bringing people “home,” i.e. killing them). The part that really strikes me is, “I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every prayer.” Yeah, including the pilot’s seat, with the prayer of “Allahu akbar!”
Another favorite (if that’s the right word for it) passage: “I was in Texas, Virginia, California, Michigan, and Afghanistan. I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. Did you sense Me?”
Well, I definitely sensed something horrible and evil. So yeah, maybe so.
P.S. To all those Facebookers who reminded me yesterday to “never forget” — you really didn’t need to worry about that. Trust me.
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