One day after that remarkable event in which a disabled plane landed in the Hudson River and EVERYONE survived, the enormity of what happened has been settling in and the realization of the disaster that COULD HAVE BEEN has become more apparent.
It is right that we give thanks to God BOTH that no one died and that somehow we have planted within us the possibility of empathy and the sense of the commonality of all of us who go by the name human.
Governor Patterson of New York has dubbed this event the 'Miracle on the Hudson', evidence again of how the language of spirituality is so naturally used to describe that which is so indescribable. At some other point, it will be worth our while to delve into the nature of the miraculous, but, for now, let's pause and give thanks.....
If you can ever find it, and i will do my own internet search, I commend to you James Carroll's poem THE CAPTIVE SPEAKING as material for reflection on this event( It's found in his collection FORBIDDEN DISSAPOINTMENTS)......In the meantime, I end with the words of Carroll's poem about the crash landing the poem's character survived:
Thank you, God...Is that really you, God?
I don't know, but how do I thank a wheel?
Pastor Bob
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