Celebration as closure
May 5, 2011 in Osama bin Laden’s death, Question of the Week, Spotlight Answers by Noel Hutchinson
As a native New Yorker, I have for almost the past 30 years driven over the world famous Brooklyn Bridge, looking at the skyline of lower Manhattan before turning onto the FDR Drive. This trip, begun in earlier years out of necessity, has now become a ritual every time I have the opportunity to visit.
I still remember the first time I took this route, looking up and seeing the World Trade Center. As a dyed in the wool urbanite, this very location—on the bridge looking up—has given me great peace across the years. It was the intersection of God-given knowledge being applied through the old—the bridge—and the fairly new skyscraper constructed when I was a child. As I write this, I remember the Twin Towers with the two floors of shopping, the subway, a PATH station taking commuters to New Jersey, and the constant press of multicolored humanity that moved below, around, through, and in these buildings.
And then September 11, 2001 changed my favorite view, the New York skyline, and the collective psyche of New Yorkers and all Americans. I called the Bronx to check on childhood friends, and accidentally dialed the number of a firehouse in my old neighborhood. The fireman on the other end of the line told me that the smell of Ground Zero had made its way to the firehouse, about 20 miles away. Last Sunday, about 10:30 p.m. our time, celebration of the death of Osama bin Laden rang across this country. Since then, there have been many who have said that to celebrate the death of a man, albeit a wicked one, goes against the principles of people of faith. Others have rightly said that the terrorist threat still remains—and look for its increase as a result of this action.
To me, the celebration for many isn’t blood thirst, but psychological closure. Until last Sunday, many Americans were like the victims of violent crimes, who, not receiving counseling, were left to battle their pain and suffering alone. Since 9/11, America fought, and still fights, in two wars, with the potential of a third. Bloodshed of our troops becomes more common. A country unaccustomed to defeat and abuse until Sunday was incomplete. Much more importantly, those who directly suffered as a result of these attacks—forgotten by the country—needed closure.
As people of faith, we know that life introduces us to suffering caused by the wicked. We must remind others and ourselves that wickedness did not cease on the earth due to the demise of bin Laden, just as it continued after the death of Adolph Hitler. As we live our faith, it is incumbent upon us to be a living epistle of how to live through our pain, of how to be wounded healers, and how to live as the righteous so that evil will be made to retreat. Light repels darkness, and whether it be the misguided burners of Korans, the birthers who major in the nonexistent, racists with a divisive agenda, or those who live in Christian religion rather than a relationship with Jesus Christ, we who know better must continue to be bright lights of the Lord’s love.




