"...We are Americans! We don't die for our country, we make the other S.O.B. die for his."

General George S. Patton

I shed these tears for those who perished. I will have no mercy on any of those who committed this.

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, 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 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?

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."

I will be in the stairwell of your final moments

On a bright, sunny American Tuesday,
an evil being destroyed our peace, a needless
expression of hate and envy to cause death to a
thousand at least;

We cried as we watched the plans unfold and we
shook with horror as we were told that America
would never be the same after this horrible,
ugly autumn day.

But do they really think they've won?
Do they really think that this is done?
They will live their days looking over their shoulder.
Till we find them this is never over.

We've been wounded. That's a fact. But they'd better
be watching their cowardly backs.
No one can take our freedom away,
this land of the free, home of the brave.
America will take hand in hand and,
through the smoke, liberty still stands.

by Scott Smith, 2001

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Through the smoke, flames, and rubble, Liberty shines on to guide a path to the most wonderful nation in the world. She shines to welcome those who have never seen freedom and wraps her arms around those who seek shelter from the atrosities of this world. The one thing everyone should remember, you don't get between a mother and her children. She will come out fighting every time.

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