


I was a sophomore at Oklahoma State University. I was actually on my way to class and when I got to class it was on TV and class had been canceled. We just sat in the classroom and watched the news reports. When I got back to the sorority house... we just sat and watch the TV all day long. Girls were frantically calling friends and family who lived near by NYC and it was actually one of the quietest days ever at the house. Classes for the day were all canceled. It is a day I will never forget. The footage of the second plane hitting the Twin towers is a memory I will never be able to erase from my memory. Here is a poem I got in a forward and I thought it was very nice...
'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
Thank you to our troops, the countless people who came to New York's rescue 7 years ago... police officers, firemen, mayors, governors, nurses, doctors, members of the armed forces.. everyday normal people like me and you! thank you and God Bless. We will never forget the sacrifice you took for us.


2 comments:
Hey Emily, great post! I remember reading that poem, its awesome!
I remember that day, like it was yesterday. I had been at the twin towers a two years before, so I could just not comprehend how hat could happen. And then going there again last year, it just still does not feel real.
I am sure you are wondering what does a girl from South Africa care or pretend to understand about this. But I think it affected everyone around the worl. South Africa literally stopped on that day.
Anyway, I have been rambling on, what I actually wanted to say was, that even though I am half way around the world, my thoughts and prayers are with each and everyone of you.
This poem gave me chills. Very beautiful and powerful. Thanks for sharing.
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