9-11: "We Remember"
Ground Zero Cross
"O beautiful   for heroes   proved
In liberating   strife.
Who more than self their country loved
And mercy more than life!"
Above links are to the tributes to the New York City Fire Department and Police Department heroes who fell in the line of duty because of 9/11/01, and to the passengers of Flight 93. Turn the sound on.
Below is a beautiful photo of a giant flag in Arizona. Per the author, the photo is authentic and unretouched. It was taken on regular Kodak 35mm film. The person who took the picture couldn't believe the image of the cross within the stars that was created by the sun's rays. For those who believe that God is not watching over us, this is just coincidence. For the rest of us...consider passing this on...again.
Cross of Light in the Stars and Stripes in Arizona, 2001
The following also circulated widely (and was dismissed about as widely, it seemed) shortly after 9/11, but it still stands for me (author is still unknown):
Many of us have heard that question "Where was your GOD when the World Trade Center and the Pentagon was attacked?" Well, I know where my GOD was the morning of September 11, 2001, and He was very busy!
He was trying to discourage anyone from taking those flights. Those four flights together held over 1000 passengers and yet there were only 266 on board. He was on 4 commercial flights giving terrified passengers the ability to stay calm. Not one of the family members who were called by a loved one on one of the hijacked planes said that passengers were screaming in the background. On one of the flights he was giving strength to passengers to try to overtake the hijackers.
He was busy trying to create obstacles for employees at the World Trade Center. After all, only around 20,000 were at the towers when the first jet hit. Since the buildings held over 50,000 workers, this was a Miracle in itself. How many of the people who were employed at the World Trade Center told the media that they were late for work or they had traffic delays?
He was holding up 2-110 story buildings so that 2/3 of the workers could get out. I was so amazed that the top of the towers didn't topple when the jets impacted. And when they did fall, they fell inward. GOD didn't allow them to topple over, as many more lives would have been lost. And when the buildings went down, my GOD picked up almost 6,000 of his children and carried them home with him. Reassuring his frightened children that the worst was over and the best was yet to come.
He sat down and cried that 19 of his children could have so much hate in their hearts. That they didn't choose him, but another god that doesn't exist, and now they are lost forever.
He sent his children that are best trained for this disaster and had them save the few that were still alive, but unable to help themselves. And then sent many others to help in any way they were needed.
He still isn't finished though, he held the loved ones that were left behind in his arms. He comforts them daily. His other children have been given the strength to reach out to them and help them in any way they can. And I believe he will continue to help us in what is to come. He will give the people in charge of this great nation the strength and the wisdom to do the right thing. He would never leave us in our time of need.
So when anyone asks, "Where was your GOD on September 11?", you can say "everywhere!" And yes, although this is without a doubt the worst thing I have seen in my life, I see God's miracles in every bit of it. I keep praying for those who don't believe in God, every chance I have. I can't imagine going through such a difficult time and not believing in God.
Life would be hopeless.
Shortly after 9/11/2001, the cover of US News & World Report quoted a policeman's actual voice at the Pentagon trying to save someone in the wreckage: "Come Toward My Voice." That magazine came out about the same time this began circulating via email:
[actual author of this piece is unknown; if anyone knows, please email me so I may give credit where it is due]
"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, 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 Towers 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.