November 30, 2001
From the desk of Jane Galt:WTC Tidbit of the Day
WTC Tidbit of the Day
The other day as I was driving one of the senior guys around the site in a gator, the subject of the weather came up. It has been unseasonably warm here, and those of us who will be suffering in a trailer this winter (especially those of us who are sitting directly beneath the outtake duct, and are thus chilled by the draft even on relatively warm days) are extremely grateful for the respite.
"You know, Meg, I'm not really a religious man," he said (He DID! I know it sounds like something from a Reader's Digest anectdote, but there you are, he said it. And it sounded, coming from him, not at all hokey.) "I wish I were. But I can't help but thinking that after everything -- the disaster, and the plane crash [a large number of people here live in Rockaway; a majority have relatives there. This man's son was among the police stationed here, and then in Rockaway when it happened. He's seen more bodies in the last months than anyone should. So the plane crash, for us, feels very close.] -- I can't help but think that God's giving us a break when we need it."
The same thought had passed through my mind several times, although I, like he, am not as religious as I could be. A priest once told me that "God never gives any of us a cross larger than we can bear." Right now I am agreed that the cross was almost larger than any of us could bear, together -- and that feeling the sun on your face at the beginning of December feels even to this agnostic, like a little bit of God's grace.
Posted by Jane Galt at November 30, 2001 10:38 AM | TrackBack | Technorati inbound links