Where Was God?

September 11, 2001 was the day America cried for help to our only One who could help. God. And many believe God did not answer. He could not answer. The Devil, taking advantage of our complacency that evil could not touch us, had unleashed Hell onto the United States. God was busy.

God was busy embracing the passengers of four aircraft with adoration and strength in their final moments so they, in gentle gallantry, could call loved ones with information and farewells. He was busy transforming the men of Flight 93 into His soldiers as they defeated Satan's apprentices and their violent mission to cause more deaths.

God was also busy altering a few schedules and playing with a few traffic lights so that not all of the on-average 50,000 employees of the World Trade Center would make it to work early or even on time. God was busy grasping two massive fireballs in the palm of His hand so that the Twin Towers would not totally self-destruct on impact as the Devil would have hoped, giving many occupants a few precious minutes to escape. At the same time, God was busy cradling millions of broken American souls as they watched the Devil release his fury.

And God is still busy. He is carrying the courageous, relentless rescue workers who continue to search for our fallen brothers and sisters. He is counseling our president and government who cautiously but adamantly work to resolve this horror. And He is comforting all of us throughout this great nation who cry, pray, give blood, donate funds, wave a flag, offer a kind word, and, in spirit, stand beside the grieving hearts and hope for survivors and hope for America.

Ultimately, thousands of people lost their battle for life on Black Tuesday. But none of them fell without a fight. Even in their darkest hour, they demonstrated that America is still the strongest, the most passionate, and the most determined nation in the world. On September 11, 2001, America was seriously wounded. Her heart was broken. But as long as we remain "one nation, under God, indivisible," we will remain victorious no matter how many times we are struck.

I am proud to be an American, and I have never been more proud of my country.

~ Author Unknown

Letter From God

You say you will never forget where you were when
you heard the news on September 11, 2001.
Well, neither will I.

I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room with a man who called his wife to say "Goodbye." 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 on 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 with the Firefighters, the Police Officers, the Emergency Workers. I was there, watching each brave step they took.

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, 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 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?

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 there is time. Then, at any moment, you know you are "ready to go." I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.

I love you!

~~~ God ~~~