I
wanted to make a page to
Honor all those who lost
their lives on that dreadful
day in September. When I
found this graphic set, I
knew it had to be made now.
I hope you enjoy it as much
as I enjoyed making it. I
want to take a moment to
recognize the persons
responsible for these
amazing graphics. The
artist is Danny Hahlbolm.
You can see is work by
clicking on his link.
The
beautiful artwork
surrounding his art is by an
artist also. anyone that can
make beautiful graphics like
this is an artist. You can
view other beautiful
graphics at:
I
pray for all Americans who
suffered that day. Our lives
are forever changed by the
hatred in the world, and in
some ways we are all the
better because of it. We are
showing our "American
Pride" more and we are
all coming together as
one.
E
Pluribus Unum
Out
of many ONE
Click on plaque below to get your victims plaque!
When
we suffer, the rest of the
world suffers with us!
Let
us always remember these
precious children whose
lives were cut short because
of the evil in the
world. I have begun to
hug my child more and have
learned to listen, even if
it seems unimportant.
May
we also remember the Police
Officers who lost their
lives and pray for the
families they left behind.
May God bless them with a
little happiness this
Christmas Season.
We
will never forget the Fire
Fighters and our prayers
will forever be with their
families. We ask of God to
keep them firmly in his
grasp during the Holiday
Season.
To
all the other victims'
families, May they have the
strength to go on and be
strong knowing that
"America" is
praying for them.
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on cross to choose one for your own website.
MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL "
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 pastor
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.
"God"
When somebody dies, a cloud turns into
an angel, and flies up to tell God
to put another flower on a pillow.
A bird gives the message back to
the world, and sings a silent prayer
that makes the rain cry. People dis-
appear, but they never really go away.
The spirits up there put the sun to
bed, wake up grass, and spin the
earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes you
can see them dancing in a cloud during
the day-time, when they're supposed
to be sleeping. They paint the rain-
bows and also the sunsets and make
waves splash and tug at the tide.
They toss shooting stars and listen to
wishes. And when they sing wind-
songs, they whisper to us, don't
miss me too much. The view is nice
and I'm doing just fine.
- Ashley
The
wav you are hearing is "Let
Freedom Ring"
by a Gospel Group called Karen Peck &
New River. Look for them in your
favorite music Store.