Where God was on September 11, 2001

  1. passing on e-mail received today. karen

    where god was on september 11, 2001

    for anyone who thinks that god was on vacation last tuesday, this should change your mind. for those of you who know that god was busy on tuesday, this will confirm it.

    dear family and friends,

    i had a very dear friend question my faith in god right after the terrorist attack on america. her question was simply put, "where is your god today?" she was very hurt, as all americans were, so i tried not to react defensively.

    since that moment, i have prayed and grieved over the disastrous events.

    however, i believe i have the answer. i know where my god was on the morning of september 11, 2001!

    he was very busy.

    first of all, he was trying to discourage anyone from taking this flight. those four flights together could have held over 1000 passengers, and yet there were only 266 aboard.

    he was on 4 commercial flights giving terrified passengers the ability to stay calm. not one of the family members who was called by a loved one on one of the hijacked planes said that passengers were screaming in the background. on one of the flights, he was giving strength to passengers to try to overtake the hijackers.

    he was busy trying to create obstacles for employees at the world trade center. after all, only around 20,000 were at the towers when the first jet hit. since the buildings hold over 50,000 workers, this was a miracle in itself. how many of the people who were employed at the wtc told the media that they were late for work or they had traffic delays.

    he was holding up two 110-story buildings, so that 2/3 of the workers who were there could get out. i was so amazed that the top of the towers didn't topple when the jets impacted.

    although this is without a doubt the worst thing i have seen in my life, i can see god's miracles in every bit of it. i keep thinking about my friend and praying for her every chance i have. i can't imagine going through such a difficult time and not believing in god. life would be hopeless.

    thank you for letting me share this with you!
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  2. 6 Comments

  3. by   realnursealso/LPN
    Thanks so much, it certainly puts it all in perspective. May God Bless You, and May God Hold You and Yours in the Palm of His hand Colleen
  4. by   eventsnyc
    Karen, Thank you!

    Christina
  5. by   fergus51
    Thanks Karen. This is something I needed to be reminded of. My neighbour's little girl said God sent the rescue workers who went in to save people they didn't even know. I really appreciate people reminding me of another way to look at things
  6. by   Ted
    Nice post. . . Thanks!

    Ted Fiebke
  7. by   semstr
    Amazing Grace!
    Thank you, Renee
  8. by   NRSKarenRN
    another god story emailed to me. i'm counting my blessings. karen

    from someone in ny state:

    as i, like most other americans and people world-wide, was watching and listening to the horror that took place on the east coast, i heard many people ask the question posed in the subject line. i was reminded of an interview with a holocaust survivor that was asked the same question. her response inspired the following words.

    where was god in all of this?

    god was in the rescue workers who were running into the buildings as most people were running out.

    god was in the flight attendant who called her husband as her plane was being hijacked to tell him that she loved him.

    god was in the two men who carried a wheelchair
    bound woman down 70 flights of stairs to safety.

    god was in the people who stood bleeding, in line to give blood.

    god was in the strangers in cars, picking up strangers stranded in the city and taking them home to their families.

    god is in the people who are begging to volunteer, to do anything to help.

    god is in the thousands, if not millions who are flooding blood banks thousands of miles away to help people they have
    never met.

    god is in the people who are comforting someone even when they don't know what to say.

    god is in the people who watched and cried for people who may remainanonymous in name, but never in their sacrifice.

    god is in my neighborhood where i see flags waving from every home.

    god is in the men and women, looking at 110 stories of rubble, and seeing only the opportunity to find survivors.

    god is with the heroes, most of whom will never be on the news, whose stories will only be told to their closest friends and family; but who saved someone's mother, father, sister, brother, daughter, son, husband, wife, grandmother, grandfather, aunt, uncle,cousin, lover, colleague, acquaintance, teacher, mentor or friend with a single act of kindness, compassion and bravery.

    god was not in the hearts of the people that caused these inhumane events.

    however, god was indeed there, where he was needed the most.

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