WHERE WAS GOD IN ALL OF THIS?

    First of all, God was trying to discourage anyone from

taking this flight. Those four flights together held

over 1000 passengers and there was only 266 aboard.

    God 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 high-jacked planes said that passengers were

screaming in the background.

    On one of the flights God was giving strength to

passengers to try to overtake the highjackers.

    God 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?

    God was holding up 2-110 story buildings so that 2/3

of the workers could get out. It was so amazing that

the top of the towers didn't topple when the jets

impacted.

    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 remain anonymous 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.

-Author Unknown-