Sep 13, 2010

Meet Me In The Stairwell

      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.'

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Posted by: Frank


        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 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? 
       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.