09/11/2026
As we observe and mark the 25th anniversary of the September 11 attacks we share with you the words of the Rev. Stuart Hoke, a priest of this diocese, now retired, who was serving at Trinity Wall Street in New York City that day. His remembrance and reflection speaks to all of us, as we hold in our hearts those whose lives were lost in New York, in Washington, D.C., and in Pennsylvania 25 years ago today.
A REFLECTION FROM THE REV. STUART HOKE
I was on my way to work at Trinity Wall Street in New York City on 9/11/2001. I had just gotten off the subway and was standing under the North Tower of the World Trade Center when it was attacked 1,000 feet over my head. My office was 150 yards away. On that day—and on almost every day for the next seven years—efforts aimed at recovery became the shape of my ministry.
The Rev. Dan Matthews, former rector of Trinity Wall Street and my boss at the time, preached a sermon on the Sunday following 9/11. Because of serious damage to Trinity Church, we had to borrow a place to worship, and felt ourselves wanderers in exile. Fr. Matthews hit the nail on the head when he said: “Dust, Dust, Dust, everywhere dust. The dust fell on all of us—no matter who we are, or what we do, or where we live—and our lives have been turned upside down and inside out by this horrendous event.”
Oh dear God in Heaven, recall for a moment the enormous loss of life on that terrible day, the woeful outpouring of grief, the destruction of the very heart of our nation, the termination of the illusion that America is impenetrable, and that wave of pitiful and incomprehensible demoralization that befell every single one of us. We know firsthand the meaning of devastation and desolation. And we will never, ever forget it.
But if you have any Christian blood in you at all, any notion of the Gospel message, any understanding of the Way of the Cross, you also know down deep in your bones that Good Friday is never the final answer when it comes to tragedy and loss. Easter always and everywhere lies on the other side of crucifixion. And God being God, you and I don’t have to wait long before the light begins to shine in darkness, life starts to emerge from death, joy begins to make itself known right in the midst of suffering, and good flattens evil. That’s precisely what we witnessed in the weeks and months that followed.
Experiences of awe-full redemption occurred simultaneously within that awful occasion of abject evil. God appeared in the most unexpected ways, from the most unlikely people, all provided through the vehicle of “coincidence,” most especially at times of extremity. Our extremity is always God’s opportunity.