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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 had saved them. 
              I 
                was in Texas, Kansas, and London. 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 knew 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? 
              September 
                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 
              
               Painting 
              © Hildebrandt  
                In 
                Remembrance of 9-11... 
              
                 
              
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