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MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL...author not known to me.

'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


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