God was there that day, on Septermber 11, 2001 { 9-11-2001 }
He was there as our loved ones rose to eternal joy, They were not created to end that way, but to live with the Lord forever. In an instant they were home with God in Heaven.
Just as I was there when they came into the world. I whispered in the ear of a little girl. "Dont be afraid, I am with you. I clutched a womens hand as she clutched mine. I cradled a pilot against my shoulder as if he were a baby again."
I was there "Amid the paralyzing fear, I was there, as I was there with my Son in the garden, Amid the unbearable pain. I was there when He hung on the cross. To pay the price so that you could have everlasting life. When you are ready the price has been paid, All you must do is mean it and ask. I was there when my Son arose and He is with me now.
They came home to be with me as I promised. Now the little girls dance, the women sing, and the Pilot's keep their wings forever.
I pledge allegence to the Flag
of the United States Of America
and to the republic for which it stands
"One Nation Under God", indivisable,
with liberty and justice for all.
IN LOVING MEMORY
9-11-2001
It is not that the Lord is slow in fulfilling his promise, as some suppose. but that he is very patient with you, because it is not his will for any to be lost, but for all to come to repentance.
What Does God Know
Of These Modern Days?
He sent His Son to live on earth
And to walk with sinful men,
And the problems that confront us
Are the same today as then,
For vice and crime and evil
Prevailed in Rome and Greece
And power-driven demagogues
Incited war, not peace---
There was violence and dissension
And injustice in high courts,
And slayings were accepted
As one of the favorite sports---
Depraved, debauched, and dissolute,
Men lusted after pleasure,
They knew no God but power
And gold was their only treasure---
So all the things we face today
Are certainly not new
And the Son of God experienced
Everything we're going through---
So let no one mislead you
With that hackneyed little phrase
That there's a "many-century gap"
Between God and modern days---
For God has seen a lot of worlds
In this same tragic state
And He knows that we are headed for
The same, grim, terrible fate.
Unless man is awakened
Before the hour's too late
And at long last reallizes
That God's always up-to-date!
WE WILL OVERCOME
To all those who have lost loved ones, And to our Heroes
God Bless you Everyone!
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Oh say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous night
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming.
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air
Gave rpoud thro' the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
On the shore dimly seen thro' the mists of the deep.
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence repose
What is that which the breeze o'er the towering steep
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses
Now it catches the gleam of the mornings first beam
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner: O, long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
And where is that hand who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion
A house and a country shall leave us no more
Their blood has washed out their fowl footsteps' pollution,
No refuge could save the hireling and slave.
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave.
Or the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Oh yes be it ever when fireman shall stand.
Between their loved homes and the world desolution.
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n recued land
Praise the Pow'r that hath made and preserv'd us as a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is Our trust"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'r the land of the free and the home of the brave
