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8th Anniversary – 9/11

I can only imagine what this day is like for those who lost loved ones on 9/11.  I missed watching Obama’s first anniversary as President today, but sadly the only reminder of what today was that I experienced were the scores of flags that Dalton had standing on the lawn of the courthouse, and my dad mentioning the following poem:

Met In The Stairwell

You say you will never forget where you were
when you heard the news, Sept. 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 on me now!

I was at the base of the building with the
Priest ministering to the injured and
devastating 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 they did not all know Me. Some
met me for the first time on the 100th floor.
Some sought me out in 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.

Most of you were not in the Twin Towers that
day. 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”.

—Stacey Randall

Tomorrow will be the 8th anniversary of the day our nation’s people stood side by side, ignoring any differences with one another, as Americans.  It’s sad that the unity that we shared that day is now long gone as we all fell back into our normal routines of our daily lives.  Today, we are divided on issues such as health care, ongoing wars, etc., all while trying to bear with the stress that the broken economy is weighing on each of us, but may the anniversary of the tragic 9/11 serve as a reminder that it is possible for us to ignore our differences and stand united.