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You say you will never forget where you were when
you heard the news On September 11, 2001.
Neither will I.

I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room
with a man who called his wife to say 'Good-Bye.' I
held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the
peace to say, 'Honey, I am not going to make it, but it
is OK..I am ready to go.'

I was with his wife when he called as she fed
breakfast to their children. I held her up as she
tried to understand his words and as she realized
he wasn't coming home that night.

I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a
woman cried out to Me for help. 'I have been
knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!' I said.
'Of course I will show you the way home - only
believe in Me now.'

I was at the base of the building with the Priest
ministering to the injured and devastated souls.
I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He
heard my voice and answered.

I was on all four of those planes, in every seat,
with every prayer. I was with the crew as they
were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the
believers there, comforting and assuring them that their
faith has saved them.

I was in Texas , Virginia , California, Michigan, Afghanistan .
I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news.
Did you sense Me?

I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew
every name - though not all know Me. Some met Me
for the first time on the 86th floor.

Some sought Me with their last breath.
Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the
smoke and flames; 'Come to Me... this way... take
my hand.' Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me.
But, I was there.

I did not place you in the Tower that day. You
may not know why, but I do.. However, if you were
there in that explosive moment in time, would you have
reached for Me?

Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey
for you . But someday your journey will end. And I
will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may
be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are
'ready to go.'

I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.

God

I remember seeing this beautiful poem posted online right after 9/11

STRESSING...”Seek Me now while I may be found...”!!!!

This is for you; Former Fetus...

September 11th, 2001

It was a retirement morning like any other -

waking up, cleaning up and getting ready

to go to Bob’s for breakfast.

The TODAY program was on TV,

a familiar noise at this time;

Just like any other morning,

but today seemed different:

Something was happening in New York...

Unimagineable! A deed dark and EVIL.

We were suddenly at war; not with a Nation – but an ideology.

Around 3,000 of us died that day – 19 of our attackers did as well.

September 11th, 2011

Life is different now.

Unknown men handle me in public places that I could not have imagined just 10 years ago.

EVERYONE is suspect in a way that Orwell had written about, 62 years ago.

Grandmothers and toddlers are

scrutinized and inspected;

their bags and their bottles:

empty or not.

Today, we worry about and prepare for a possible repeat of that fateful day, 10 years ago.

While the head of the beast is allegedly gone, the serpent writhes on:

spitting it’s venom from multiple sources.

We rightly lament the loss of those lives; snatched away by those with other ideas.

3,000 in one day by terrorists?

Why; that is HORRIBLE!!! Unspeakable – Satanic even.

But we have ideas in this country, ideas that are incorporated into LAW,

that snatch away life before it has a chance to begin.

More than half again as many in this country die - every working day - since then.

All because of a thing called: CHOICE.

It, too, is unspeakable.

Guttmacher Institute, compiling data from around the country,

says around 1.2 MILLION die yearly.

Right here in “GOD Bless America”

50 weeks a year (one must get a vacation);

5 days a week; yields 250 days that a CHOICE is made.

A CHOICE that abruptly terminates another human’s life

just as suddenly as those taken on 9/11.

An average of 4 thousand, 8 hundred lives: each and every DAY!

Oh; we still have our buildings after all of this; but what has been ripped from our souls?

3,000 cry out for VENGENCE! for 9/11 2001; while 12,000,000 have no voice, 10 years later...

I’ve just returned from a vacation, visiting a place where another loss of many lives occurred: Gettysburg.

Ideas – conflicting ones – clashed on an immense battlefield; and lives were changed afterward.

Today there is a serene, a reverent, eerie peace to the scene. Memorials dot the land, and the landscape is green; instead of red.

One of our greatest men visited the area and spoke a few months after the conflict, saying:

Four score and seven years ago

our fathers brought forth on this continent,

a new nation, conceived in Liberty,

and dedicated to the proposition

that all men are created equal.

EQUALITY. It is found in Christ. Lincoln must have had that in mind when he penned ‘CREATED’.

St. Paul, in writing to the Galatians, said:

“There is neither

Jew nor Greek,

slave nor free,

male nor female,

for you are all one in Christ Jesus.”

It’s too bad he didn’t add born and unborn: perhaps todays world would be different.