Meet me in the Stairwell!

Meet Me in the Stairwell

You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news on September 11th, 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 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 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 11th, 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.

Remember: I love you…

God

Written by: Stacey Randall

I saw this on my friend Renee's blog and I snitched it! I did tell her I was doing so in her comments and am linking yall to her blog too. I just couldn't NOT put it here! I have a post on my heart to share and ask advise and questions and things but TODAY is NOT the day for that. I will wait.

May God touch the lives today of those still struggling with the events of that day.  May HE Father the children born after their Father's were killed.  May HE bring peace to those who STILL are afraid, who still remember that fear, and still have confusion.  May HE remind us all what we felt that day when we get upset over silly things.  Be grateful for each person in your life, because you just never know.  And if you do not yet know the Lord, think about if you had been in that stairwell, would you have wanted Him then?