09/11/2026
Twenty-five years ago, I was the new Anglican priest in Cartwright, Labrador. Early that September 11th morning I walked to the post office, as I often did, to collect the mail. The post office manager told me there had been an awful accident in America. I did not yet understand what that meant.
I returned to the Rectory, turned on the television, and saw the smoke rising from one of the World Trade Centre towers. When the second plane struck the other tower, I knew the world had changed in that instant.
Two days later we gathered at St. Peter’s Church for an evening Vigil for Peace. Many residents came. Even thousands of kilometres away, people needed a place to pray, to be silent, and to turn toward God in the face of such devastation. We did not have answers. We had one another, and we had prayer.
A quarter of a century later, the images remain. So does the need that drew us into that church: the need to remember the dead, to stand with the wounded, and to ask God for the peace the world still cannot give itself.
A Prayer on the Twenty-Fifth Anniversary of September 11
Almighty God,
you are our refuge and strength,
a very present help in trouble.
On this day we remember those who died in New York, in Washington, and in a field in Pennsylvania; those who ran toward danger to save others;
those whose lives were forever marked by loss, injury, and grief.
We remember also the silence that fell in a small church in Cartwright, and in countless other places far from the towers,
when ordinary people gathered because they did not know what else to do except turn to you.
Have mercy on all who still carry the wounds of that day. Give wisdom to those who bear public responsibility.
Make us instruments of your peace in a world that has not grown less fearful.
Where there is hatred, sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is despair, hope.
Through Jesus Christ our Lord,
who is the resurrection and the life, and who even now holds every name we cannot forget.
Amen.