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I was There

by Stacey Randall
[recording available from Met in the Stairwell, as composed by Justin Copeland, and recorded by Bob Holiday; also known as "Silent Nine One One" and "The God Song"]


    God said "I Was Everywhere That Day."

    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 fifty 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 had 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 knew 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, when at any moment, you know you are "ready to go".

    I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.

    God


Met in the Stairwell

by Stacey Randall
(original 2002 version)


    You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news, Sept. 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 fifty 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 they did NOT all know Me. Some met me for the first time on the 100th floor. Some sought me out in their last breath. Some couldn't hear me calling to them throughout 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





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