Major events are always more meaningful and powerful when one has a personal connection to them. This fact became more real to me this past spring when I watched the city I love flood right before my eyes.
My should-have-been friend, Matthew
, since I’ve been writing annual tributes to Matthew Horning for 9/11, he has become my personal connection to that tragedy. I didn’t personally know anyone who died that day, but by researching Matthew’s life, and emailing his family and friends, I discovered so many things we had in common. I
wish I had known him. When I think of 9/11, I think of Matthew’s smile and his kindness.
My friend, Rasul
Today, I’m also thinking about my good friend
Rasul Madyun, who died in 2006 of an aneurysm at the age of 30. He and I had been friends since 1997. Rasul was a devout Muslim, deeply passionate about his religion, and also one of the most gentle, strong, loving, kind human beings I’ve ever known. We used to spend hours on the phone, when he would patiently discuss/debate religion with me, explaining his own beliefs while listening attentively to mine. But beyond that, he was my friend. We shared joys and disappointments with one another. He was like a big brother to me. When I think of Islam, I think of Rasul and our friendship.
Matthew and Rasul were close to the same age. I wish they could have known one another.
As we pause to reflect on the things that changed our world nine years ago today, let’s remember, as the Bible teaches, to think on things that are true, honest, just, pure, lovely and of good report… not hate, exaggeration, anger, violence and deception.
Today, remember Matthew Horning with me. You’re not forgotten, my (should have been) friend.
