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' nt
    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. 

    During the next 60 seconds, stop whatever you are 
    doing, and take this opportunity. (Literally it 
    is only 1 minute.)  All you have to do is the 

    Stop and think and appreciate God's power 
    in your life, for doing what you know is pleasing to 
    Him. If you are not ashamed to do this, follow the 
    instructions. Jesus said, 'If you are ashamed of Me, I will be 
    ashamed of you before My Father' 

    if you believe 'Yes, I love my God. He is my 
    fountain of Life and My Savior. He Keeps me going day and 
    night. Without Him, I am no one. But with Him, I can do 
    everything. Christ is my strength.'