Letter from President Leo M. Lambert
Dear Elon Community,
The tragic events of the past week shook Elon University. A stadium-opening
rally Tuesday morning turned into a time for prayer and to absorb
the vast enormity of the news. Celebratory activities surrounding
the opening of the stadium were cancelled. When there was to be
a laser light show, hundreds of candles were lit instead. Instead
of cheering, praying. Instead of the fight song, hymns.
At Elon, a week that was to be one of the most joyous in our history
turned into an emotional roller coaster. The father of student Jason
Boone is missing in the Pentagon blast. Other students panicked
until they learned loved ones were safe. Faces everywhere were somber,
and tears were in abundance.
The Elon spirit was strong and vibrant this week. But it
showed itself in a form we did not anticipate.
We came together as an entire community in prayer four times, and
crowds of hundreds supported and held each other each time. Elon's
founders would be proud at the bedrock of faith that undergirds
us still.
Our dearest citizens, people like Earl Danieley, Richard McBride,
and John Sullivan, reached down deep to find the eloquence to comfort
us and to help us seek understanding. They reminded us that love
will always conquer hate, that we should avoid the temptation for
hasty vengeance, and that acts of hate and terror carried out in
the name of God do not have God's blessing.
Many of our faculty and staff seized the ultimate "teachable moment."
This was an opportunity for students and faculty to grapple with
the most basic questions -- about the very nature of our humanity,
about the goodness and evil present in each one of us, and about
events that turn the course of history.
We learned the flame of patriotism at Elon burns brightly, and pray
that its light will only illuminate our paths -- Christian, Moslem,
and Jew -- black, white, and brown -- and never cast shadows of
suspicion.
I had thought for weeks I would be bursting with pride about Elon
at the close of this weekend. I am, but for reasons I could never
have foreseen.
Leo M. Lambert
President
Saturday, September 15, 2001
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