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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 on 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, 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


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