Chaoul, from the team of “Discerning Leadership”
Friends abroad have been checking in lately on the
situation in Beirut and I must admit that it took me a great deal of tears and
courage to admit (first to myself and then to them) that, on many days, we are not okay. The Port explosion felt like
our cannonball moment. It not only destroyed our city, but also shattered our
sense of security, our dreams, and our certainties. The blast exposed a grief
that refused to be consoled and that only seemed to grow bigger with the
economic crisis, currency devaluation and governance vacuum.
in and looking at this reality has been terrifying yet deeply softening, and
would not have been possible without a gaze of faith and a sense of community. When
reality felt too heavy to face alone, it was often with others that I was able
to experience an opening. On 4 August 2021 at 6:07pm, one year after the blast,
we gathered in silence around the Beirut Port and observed a moment of
mourning. In the middle of fragmentation and isolation, we found dignity, hope
and commitment in holding our wounds together, and standing in solidarity with
victims, their families and thousands we did not know.