‘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.’
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 have read this many times...I remember.
Balisha
6 comments:
What a wonderful remembrance Balisha.
On that day my mother and I were visiting cemeteries getting family history information for a genealogy website I have and we got home my daughter came running to tell us what was happening. I remember being just in shock and I could not leave the television for days hoping with so many others that there would be rescues.I do not think I will ever forget the shock, heartache, anger and the emotional roller coaster that I felt that week.
Balisha, this is beautiful. God Bless You...
What would we do with the Lord in our lives. I know I could not make it through this life.
I was home alone that day, I sat in front of the TV just in shock. I just remember how quiet it was outside, a scarry quiet! No planes going over, everyone inside glued to the TV. It was truely a sad day!
I copied and pasted your blog today and sent it to Rev Chris it really touched me, I had never read that before...
Thanks for a great blog today!!!
I received this in a few emails and thought I would share it with others who hadn't read it. Balisha
I had not read this. It is beautiful. I shall always remember, too. I was at my desk at work. It was such a horrible day. Thanks for posting this. Have a good week.
I had never read it before...and I want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to do so. It's beautiful. One of the hardest days of the year. Another is coming up on December 15th.
My comfort is to know every year that I am not alone.
I trust HIM..even when it is unbearable. 9/11 has certainly tested us. HIS lesson on "forgiveness" is a difficult one. To let go and let God has been hard. I have promised HIM not to perpetuate hatred by hating. Not an easy task.
Again, thank you!
Love,
Mona
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