Two years later, Oct. 7 remains a raw day. The murder of more than 1,200 people in shocking and horrific ways, and the kidnapping of 251 more, is not yet the past; it is still a present source of pain. War has claimed hundreds since that awful day, widening the circle of loss and narrowing the space in which healing can happen. There is a need to mourn and be comforted.
Two years later, Oct. 7 is also a day of awe. The collapse of conceptions, the structures of safety and control that held up our understanding of the world, is still beyond what we can grasp. The heroic face of Israel that has emerged is still becoming clear. It’s not yet a new world; we are in the chaos that precedes creation.
How do we hold the pain of loss together with the pride of a people awakened? How do we tell th