September 10, 2011

Where was God on 9/11?


Not long after the horrible events of September 11, 2001 unfolded before our eyes, variations of an email titled “Where was God on 9/11?” began circulating that gave a bit of perspective to such a soul-numbing tragedy.

Have you ever thought, "Where was God on 9/11 when the World Trade Center and the Pentagon were attacked?" Well, I know where my God was on the morning of September 11, 2001, and He was very busy!

He was discouraging people from taking those four flights. Together they could accommodate more than 1,000 passengers, yet there were only 266 aboard. He was on those four flights giving the terrified passengers the ability to stay calm. Not one of the people who was called by a loved one on one of the hijacked planes mentioned that passengers were panicked, nor was there any screaming in the background. And on one of the flights, God gave strength to the passengers to overcome the hijackers.

God was also busy creating obstacles to prevent people who worked in the WTC from getting to work on time. The work day had begun, more than 50,000 people worked in the two towers, yet only 20,000 were at their desks. On that beautiful morning, God created scores of unexpected traffic delays, subway delays, and commuter train delays. A PATH train packed with commuters was stopped at a signal just short of the WTC and was able to return to Jersey City. And far more meetings were scheduled elsewhere than was usual.

God held up each of the two mighty towers for a half hour so that the people on the lower floors could get out. And when He finally let go, He caused the towers to fall inward rather than to topple over, which would have killed so many more people. The foundations of six surrounding buildings were demolished by the fall of the towers, but God held them up for many hours until all the occupants were safely evacuated.

And when the WTC and Pentagon buildings went down, my God picked up almost 3,500 of His children and carried them to their home for all eternity. He also sat down and cried that 19 of His children could have so much hate in their hearts, that they did not choose him, but another god that doesn’t exist, and now they are lost forever.

He sent people trained in dealing with earthly disasters to save those that were injured. And he sent in thousands of others to help in any way they were needed. And He brought people together across the world in a way that moved thousands to tears and hundreds of thousands to prayer—and caused millions to turn to the one true living God.

He still isn’t finished. Every day He comforts those who lost loved ones. He is encouraging others to reach out to those who don’t know Him or believe in Him. He is giving the leaders of our great nation the strength and conviction to do the right thing, to follow His will, not a popular poll.

So if anyone ever asks, "Where was your God on 9/11?" you can say, "He was everywhere! And, in fact, he is everywhere today and every day." Without a doubt, this was the worst catastrophe most of us have ever seen. I can’t imagine getting through such a difficult time without God at my side. Without God, life would be hopeless.

Additionally…

As you might know, the head of one company survived 9/11 because he took his son to kindergarten.

Another fellow is alive because it was his turn to bring donuts.

Another lady was late because her alarm clock didn’t go off on time.

One was late as a result of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike because of an auto accident.

One more survivor missed his bus.

One spilled food on her clothes and had to take time to change.

One’s car wouldn’t start.

One went back to answer the telephone.

One had a child that dawdled and didn’t get ready as soon as he should have.

One couldn’t get a taxi.

The one that, struck me was the man who put on a new pair of shoes that morning, went to work by his usual way but before he got there, he developed a blister on his foot. He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid.

Now when I am stuck in traffic, miss an elevator, turn back to answer a ringing telephone…all the little things that annoy me….I think to myself, this is exactly where God wants me to be at this very moment.

Next time your morning seems to be going wrong, the children are slow getting dressed, you can’t seem to find the car keys, you hit every traffic light, don’t get mad or frustrated; God is at work watching over you.

May God continue to bless you with all those annoying little things and may you remember their possible purpose.

Original Author unknown – there were so many variations that circulated it’s difficult to say where it originated. If you know, I’d love to give proper credit where it’s due.

Never Forget. Where were You on 9.11.2001 and what were you doing? What were you thinking? How has 9.11.2001 impacted your life?

4 comments:

  1. Can I share this on Facebook? Thanks....
    Russelle S

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  2. Go for it! BTW, if you have a story to share about where you were on 9/11 and what you were doing when you found out what had happened and how it made you feel..please send it my way. I would love to post it on this blog. You can do so anonymously or however you'd like to receive credit for your contribution. I think it's important to keep these stories alive.

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  3. I was substituting @ a local elementary school. I decided to stop for gas. Not that I needed it, I was half full, but just felt impressed to stop and fill up. Turned out that by the time I got out of school the gas stations were running out of gas due to the panic. I know where God was that day...He was with me telling me to be prepared. Thank you, Heavenly Father. When I got to school, there was already the buzz that something had happened. Then we found out America was under attack. One of the teachers and I prayed for the victims of the horrific act. The school went into lock down. Parents of illegal students were in panic and began pulling their children out of school. They were said to believe it was only Americans the terrorists were after. So they did what they thought was best; grab their children and run back to Mexico. They did not understand that the attack was was just the start to remove ALL non-believers, not just Americans. My heart went out to the children. I was stunned watching the images I saw after school that day on the television. This was my generation's Pearl Harbor. So many innocent people died that day. How can a religion, that claims to be the one and only believers in God, do such a horrible act? God rules by love not by fear.

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  4. Thank you for sharing your story. I'm going to post it anonymously.

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