The destruction of the space shuttle Columbia
has profoundly touched Americans, and indeed the world. Millions
sat in stunned silence, riveted to their television sets on
Saturday as they followed the unfolding tragedy.
A tearful President Bush addressed the nation
at 2 p.m. that day, expressing his grief and offering
condolences to the families of those killed on the mission.
And then he touched our souls with a quote
from the Old Testament book of Isaiah: "Lift your eyes and look
to the heavens. Who created all these? He who brings out the
starry hosts one by one and calls them each by name. Because of
His great power and mighty strength, not one of them is
missing."
Shuttle launches have become symbolic of
America, much like Mount Rushmore or the Washington Monument.
They are technological marvels, proud displays of what the best
and the freest scientific minds can accomplish. They also
provide an international stage upon which brave men and women
from different countries and with different backgrounds can
train together for many months, working as a team toward the
betterment of mankind.
People from all over the world vacationing in
Florida flock to Titusville every year to witness shuttle
launches.
A shuttle launch is something majestic.
Experiencing one in person provides an awesome demonstration of
man's desire to reach beyond the boundaries of his own world.
Nearly two years ago on a warm day in April,
a gentle breeze blew across the blue water of Florida's
Intercostal Waterway as a few pelicans lazily flew by. Five
miles away, on the other side of the bay, stood the space
shuttle Endeavour.
We had waited over two hours with several
thousand other people. Because the shuttle was scheduled to
rendezvous with the international space station on this mission,
the launch window was a very narrow five minutes. But as the
clock wound down it became apparent that this mission was going
to get off the ground without a hitch.
Suddenly an orange flame shot out from
underneath the shuttle as the two solid rocket boosters ignited.
The flame was momentarily hidden behind the cloud of thick, gray
rocket fuel exhaust and white clouds of water vapor from the
combustion of the liquid oxygen and hydrogen fueling Endeavour's
three main engines.
Then the shuttle rose from its launch pad,
and instantly the crowd exploded into wild cheers. The wind
carried the rumble of the engines to our ears some twenty-five
seconds later. As the ground trembled and the Endeavour climbed
ever higher, my eyes welled up with tears.
President Bush said we are "led into the
darkness beyond our world by the inspiration of discovery and
the longing to understand." He understands this inspiration to
reach into the heavens is anchored in our spiritual nature, the
result of our creation in the image of God.
Another Old Testament writer named Job asked
rhetorically, "Is not God in the height of heaven? ...You will
make your prayer to Him, He will hear you." As Americans mourn
the death of Columbia's seven astronauts, these words serve as a
reminder that even in the midst of this national tragedy, God is
still very much with us and is willing to listen to our prayers.