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| Yes, I love my God. He is my fountain of Life and My Savior. This is my prayer: Lord, I come to you with so many thoughts running through my mind. These are times of such turmoil for so many in so many ways. I shed tears for past events for those lost to us, for those in pain. I seek your comfort and the way to share the warmth of Your comfort and the words to express to others all that needs to be said. I need guidance Lord, to step outside myself and to share with others, showing my faith, my belief in You, the knowlege that all glory goes to You and the amazing power of prayer. Show me Lord what it is you need of me to be the best I can be, that by my conduct I will quietly stand firm. |
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| Lord, there is such pain around me, people in poor health, so many struggling daily to cope with life, people lost in broken dreams, longing for happiness but fear stops them from change, losing sight of the power of love.
I pray Lord, for those souls, that they may know Your touch is there for them through faith, hope and love. Lord help us to be accountable for the things we do, not blaming circumstances on others or events that have occurred, but the choices we have made. Teach us life is our gift, to be a sparkling light through You as you would have us do, not to be tarnished without the glow you intended. |
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| Teach us the ways of love and compassion to be shared through friendship, parent to child, between a man and a woman, neighbor to neighbor, brother to brother, sister to sister, acting in faith and love, not sit in judgment or turn away from them, but to be there in all ways we can.
Teach us to discern all aspects of life, right from wrong, good from evil, love from hate, with the knowledge that this is what You ask of us. Teach us to appreciate each and every blessing given to us each day, the simple beauty of a sunrise, the touch of a child, the comfort of a smile or the caring extention of ourselves to another, so much of this taken for granted, turned away from, or sadly of all go unrecognized. Teach us Lord, each day is a new beginning full of promise of what can be, affording each of us a new chance. |
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| Thank you Lord, for the graces You give to all of us, showing Your tender mercy and unconditional love.
I pray all will know all things are possible if they hold close the love You hold for each and every one of us, that we seek Your light, never the darkness, forever wrapped in Your love safe and protected. Thank you Lord, thank you Jesus. Amen. |
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| Adam Mayblum was working for the May Davis Group
investment firm on the 87th floor of the World Trade Center's north tower when the first plane hit. He escaped down a stairwell with a wet piece of his T-shirt tied around his face. The day after the attacks, he thought it would help to put thoughts into words and let loved ones know he was safe, so he wrote an e-mail to friends and family. Soon the message was being forwarded around the world, and Mayblum received thousands of responses from people he'd never met. Here, Mayblum, 36, of New Rochelle, N.Y., shares his thoughts a year after the attacks. Perhaps the soldiers in the barracks in Lebanon or the heroes of the Normandy landings know what "it" is like. But, then again, they were professionals. They knew that they were in harm's way 24/7. We were professionals of a different sort. Lawyers. Bankers. Brokers. Traders. Waiters. I was having my daily iced coffee. Light with skim and two Equals. Then "it" arrived. Hell on Earth. It was an hour-and-a-half climb down 87 crowded, hot, and smoky flights. It was fires and sparks and doors that wouldn't open. It was stepping over twisted steel and God knows what else. It was losing dear friends. I look back at the attack as a whole event unto itself. Not the thousands of little occurrences along the way. The attack and its consequences are of such a magnitude that I still cannot fully absorb it. I think I am better off that way. I do, however, have some demons to deal with. There are those two events that won't go away. I remember seeing my friend Harry Ramos helping people out of one stairwell while I was helping them into another. What would I have done if I knew then that it was the last time I would see him? Would he have done it anyway if he knew he wasn't going to make it home that night? Did he know that he was crossing that fine line between bravery and death? Did he even think about it? I doubt it. None of us did. But in hindsight, I get to ask these questions and he doesn't. Ascension to Heaven by Robert Meyers And then there was the third floor. Almost out. Almost home. I can almost smell the fresh air. And then there was that rumbling. That low vibration I could feel in my bones, followed by this inconceivable shaking. Then the lights went out. Pitch black except for some glow-in-the-dark paint and a flashlight. It was, in reality, 2 WTC collapsing. However, in my world, at that very moment, I was sure it was my stairwell collapsing down upon me under the weight of thousands of people. I was going to die. All I could do was shrug my shoulders, look up at the stairs above, and wait for the pain. Then it passed. A miracle, I thought. It turns out that my miracle was also the death of over a thousand people. Almost a year later, I cannot hear (feel) a train roll by without a flashback to that moment. I have been told that sometimes a person learns things that cannot be unlearned. I have learned that I am not safe anywhere or at any time. After all, who would have thought that the opening salvo in a war would be a 737 slamming into their office during breakfast? This knowledge has changed me forever. I don't step out into traffic any more. I drive slower. More cautious. I guess this will fade with time, as most things seem to. On the other hand, I am more focused and driven than ever. I even learned to ski. I just started working at a new firm. I am now the managing director of The Private Equities Group of Joseph Stevens and Co. It's downtown. Just a few blocks from ground zero. I am not afraid to be there. I will not be chased from there. It is my statement to the terrorists. I work in The Financial Capital of The World. You have not destroyed us. If I had my way, I would rebuild the trade center as it was, if not taller. What better fitting memorial is there to those who perished that day? My friends were proud to work there. They were the embodiment of capitalism and America. From the traders to the waiters, we all knew that we were part of something special. Life goes on. My wife and I are expecting another child in late October. Why? Because now we live a little more for today than tomorrow. Because we can't let the bad guys win. Because we love each other. Because people we knew can't. Because when I hold my son, Ethan, nothing else matters and I want more of that feeling in my life. †By ADAM MAYBLUM †For The Associated Press |
| Thank you for visiting my website. God loves you and watches over you every day. If God brings you to it, he will bring you through it. May today there be peace within you. May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be every second of your life. ~ Sunny |
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