The link is to Dollycali's wonderful tribute thread!
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She didn’t ask to be used that way. But God saw a woman who was available and matched her with someone who was in need. Lisa now shares her story with whomever she can to encourage believers to always be ready to serve.
Not only has God given us natural abilities, He also equips every believer with spiritual gifts for the purpose of ministry. God doesn’t use the unwilling—He won’t force us to serve Him. His part is to equip us (Eph. 4:11-13) and empower and prepare us for service. Our part is to be faithful and available and aware of opportunities to use our gifts (Rom. 12:6).
When you feel impelled to help fill a need, when you are inwardly driven to serve—listen to those thoughts. You don’t want to miss God’s call.
Hello.
“God bless this great ship, God bless all our veterans … and those who every day defend our freedoms and liberties, and may God continue to bless America.”
Deputy Secretary of Defense Gordon England
...God bless this man!
I’m hangin’ out here with the soul of America. The “real” Americans.
I’m not looking forward to tomorrow’s memories. I’m turning the tv off tomorrow. Don’t want to see any bad images.
God bless all who are left behind. Especially our brave and precious troops and thier families! ((Big Hugs))
Beautiful thread Connie, thank you. *HUGS*
Evening Connie, Hugs.
I’m taking a break from strychnine...
Don’t I know how to have fun when I’m off?
As luck would have it, I had been halfway to the train station before I'd realized that I'd left my Walkman on the kitchen table, so I didn't bother going back for it. I figured I'd just get a newspaper. Besides, I didn't know how well I'd be able to pick up AM inside the building anyway.
I sat in a dark room watching a video on How to Be a Good Juror, oblivious to what was going on right across the river. We were told to relax in the room that they have and I looked out the window at the Marriot Hotel. Traffic on Adams St was snarled, not moving. Must've been an accident on the Brooklyn Bridge, I thought. (It was a block away.)
People were standing around outside the hotel. Must be waiting for a tour bus or something. What did I know.
Fire trucks and ambulances started flying by on the wrong side of Adams Street, which had no traffic. Okay, traffic doesn't come into Brooklyn much in the morning, but something was odd here. I had been facing 180 degrees from where I needed to be looking.
Finally, they had made an announcement. America was at war, under attack. The World Trade Center and the Pentagon had been destroyed. The were trying to get coverage on the TV sets in the jury rooms. I don't think they succeeded. Even if they wanted to, only CBS would be available because it still broadcast from the Empire State Building.
People were beside themselves, many broke down, everyone was rushing for the payphones. I met a woman who had been listening to her radio. She let me share her earbuds. She was shaken and needed a cigarette. I don't smoke, but I walked her to the smoking room. (There was one on the floor. Quite a few people were there.)
We were dismissed. Not much was going to get done in the Court building that week. Groups of people huddled outside with questions, comments, gossip and hearsay. Some of the lawyers said they saw it happen. What kind of plane was it?
Does anyone know if the trains are running? What about the buses? No trains. No LIRR. A few buses and they're all packed. It was time to start walking and no one wanted to walk alone. We walked in groups.
Dust was falling from the sky in downtown Brooklyn like a dirty snow that was covering the cars. Papers fell too. We started walking up Atlantic Avenue. People were wondering around with their cell phones out trying to get a signal. no luck.
We took a turn down Third Avenue. I needed to. I wanted to stop at my mother's house. It was a good resting point for me. The group I'd tagged along with decided to join me. One guy stopped in a hardware store for masks and passed them out.
When we passed Third St and reached the Gowanus Canal, we had our first real look. It was like a scene out of a bad movie. The skyline was there. But the Towers were missing. Just a terrible column of smoke and a cloud drifting our way.
We didn't stay long. We kept walking. I made it to my mother's house and said good-bye to the others. Some were walking all the way to Staten Island. One who had joined our group had walked over the Brooklyn Bridge -- after having walked down 50 floors of Tower 1. God was looking out for him.
I watched some of the coverage until the trains were running again. I took one that left me about a mile or so from my inlaws, the meeting place for the rest of the family. I stopped in at St. Athanasius on the way. I hadn't been there since a wedding about 15-20 years earlier. I stayed for a little while and walked the rest of the way.
Thankfully, my wife, who worked at the foot of the Brooklyn Bridge on the Manhattan side had evacuated immediately before the trains had stopped running.
It's not a walk that I'll forget ever forget.
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Our Flag Flying Proudly One Nation Under God
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Lord, Please Bless Our Troops they're fighting for our Freedom.
I pledge allegiance to the Flag
of the United States of America,
and to the Republic, for which it stands;
one nation UNDER GOD,
indivisible,
with liberty and justice for all.
Prayers going up.
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Thank you Connie for this thread.
I appreciate it.
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http://www.truthusa.com/911.html
http://www.freerepublic.com
Hi, AZ, Kathy.
Pretty sober time.
Somerset, a wonderful name for the companion ship. That is how PA residents refer to that area where the plane went down.
My 9/11 video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ji1H2AQUl7o
God rest their souls. And God bless and keep safe our military who continue to keep us safe.
