This was the first geocache that we ever found after we got our GPS. It’s a virtual and it wasn’t the first cache that we’d found. We actually already knew where it was too, but it was a way to test our newbie GPS user knowledge. The reason we already knew that it was there is that it’s just directly across, on the banks of the River Avon, from the church that we sometimes attend when we are in the city. It’s what you saw when you stood of the steps of the church building between its tall & strong pillars. An appropriate place for such a memorial I always thought.
But this is only a sort-of geocaching related post.
Yes, this warped metal is a 9/11 memorial, and today is the tenth anniversary of the destruction of the Twin Towers. And yes, strangely, when I touched it on that day (with difficulty, because it’s designed in such a way that you are not supposed to touch it) the pain it contains is evident. Somehow it seeps into your skin, and from a world away you are able to stand in sorrow beside those who lost so much that day.
Nowdays, in my mind – as I don’t know when I’ll get to touch it again – it contains another layer of sorrow. The dust that it has most recently been covered with is that of the fallen buildings of the city of Christchurch.
This dust was not caused by the never-ending battle between the forces of good & evil, but by the power of Planet Earth shrugging its shoulders.
Who represents ‘Good’ and who represents ‘Evil’ when the original dust coated these bits of metal is beyond me to say. But many people of all creeds, countries, faiths & colours lost their lives on that day and many days afterwards. As happened when the Earth shrugged. And God grieves along with us at the lost of all the lives.
So now for me that memorial contains two layers of sorrow with its two layers of dust. And I will never again stand on those same steps between those tall pillars, because they are gone. Along with the whole building and the years of history & love, faith & joy that were embedded in the pores of the building.
However, amongst the layers of sorrow are layers of hope, because a building will one day replace the one that was lost, and the love, faith & joy are never truly lost because they are still contained in the hearts & souls of those who worshipped there. As are the lives of those who died that day in New York 10 years ago never truly lost. So long as those lives live on in the memories – heart, mind & soul, of those who love them, those who remember them and those who morn them this day.
Photo Credits: memorial from the cache page gallery & the church from an online source.