Where was God?

Today has been an emotional day for me. Everywhere I look there are reminders of 9/11 and it still breaks my heart every time I see pictures of it. I remember exactly where I was that day and the feelings I had as I watched in horror and disbelief the towers come down. A friend went to the memorial today at the WTC and placed a card with names on it. My name is one the right hand side 13th from the bottom. Even though I was not there in person and didn't know anyone personally who died I am honored that mine name is there so that others know we were thinking of them. With all that is going on in the world it is hard to know why God is allowing this but I have to remember that He is in control and to trust Him, which is something I have to remind myself of daily. There is a very good tribute to 9/11 that you can see here.



God said "I Was Everywhere That Day."

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, 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, when at any moment, you know you are "ready to go."

I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.

God