The day had begun.

I walked into my studio and checked for calls I had already missed. It read three. All from the same number. The same number that interrupted my cell phone's pre-dawn peace.

There was noise coming, unusually, from the other side of our humble abode's tenancy wall. The neighbor's television sounded like Jurassic Park had taken over Good Morning America.

My phone was ringing. Same number. The voice on the other end was my brother from Oklahoma calling asking if we had any bombs land near us. Not 30 seconds later my television would be set on the only channel I could tune in through my lack-of-reason-to-spend-money-on-a-cable-TV-package fuzz. I would come to know the face of Peter Jennings quite well over the next 72 hours.

I thought I was watching a movie, but don't remember previews, nor do I understand why this action-flick would be on network television at 7AM on a Tuesday morning weeks before the new fall season of shows even begin.

Looks like real blood.

The explosions were big, but the camera shots didn't seem motion-picture quality.

World Trade Center - good location.

Real terror.

But wait a minute. They sure are spending a lot of time on this scene. Where are the main characters that come running out with the reason for their running in? Where are the bad guys?

Funeral homes rejoice. Coffin builders bank. Family and friends mourn loss. A world is shaken. Americans want revenge. The likely culprits presumably crinkle.

If war is what you do to hear an enemy cry uncle, is it then just a game? If so, what's the point? Strategy may be good, reasons for playing may be justified, but can't life just remain the title and not the cost?

What if every single person that died in the dark day of September 11 was meant to be? The Christians were taken at God's time. Those who had not accepted Jesus were never going to anyway? Does God cause or allow or both? If he allows, doesn't that then mean he causes, which negates the freewill in his allowing? And if it's both, what measures our true freedom? Or what if God had nothing to do with any of this at all? If God could have prevented it, we wouldn't have this question in the first place (we don't know what has been prevented, do we?). Instead of looking to God for answers, would it not be wise to know the problem first?

Is the "why" of a tragedy a problem or our answer.