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What were you doing on that Tuesday morn when evil reared its ugly head, & forever changed our world? For me, in Miami, prepping for surgery.
Prior to that day in 2001, when I lived in NY, I had worked for the Port Authority of NY & NJ from 1984 to 1996. During the years of 1983 – 1996, I had vivid dreams of plane crashes, storms & earthquakes. I was in prayer constantly, often praying and asking God to intervene, to stay the hand of the enemy.
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Where were you when the planes targeted key landmarks of our nation? Financial, political, spiritual?
Me? I was watching the television, while experiencing past dreams that were now living nightmares!!!! I was shocked as my past dreams played out before me in living color.
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I was having minor surgery while the eyes of doctors, nurses, staff and patients were glued to television screens!
Trust me when I say, I was praying for the doctors who were doing exploratory surgery to find what was happening with my ❤️, not just the heart murmur, the pain, and my pulse that stayed at 120 all day everyday!
I watched the tv screen ahead of me on the wall, as well as monitors to my right when a needle with tiny camera was inserted into my groin area, my thigh and I watched journey through blood vessels to the 4 chambers of my ❤️, you know – the two atria and two ventricles.
“Lord Jesus, bring me thru this, don’t let these doctors make any mistakes while watching the horror played out on tv screens!”
Save our 🌎 and our children!
After surgery, we had to go pick up my daughters; school was cancelled due to national tragedy. Of all days, my youngest child had chosen to cut school and was missing for hours. Stress.
Additionally, my only son, my Firstborn had just completed boot camp in USN and we were supposed to fly out to celebrate his graduation. All activities for the ceremony were cancelled. Stress when I thought of not being there for him. I cried, boy did I cry!
While driving to the school to get my daughters, my mind went back to another date.
February 26, 1993. It was lunch time and I took the E train from the Port Authority Bus Terminal to the World Trade Center. My intention was to stop at the Credit Union to withdraw some money. While walking the concourse on my way to get on the elevator, a man stopped me, asking for directions. Immediately after helping him, there was a loud explosion, BOOM! It shook the entire building and surrounding buildings, at its foundation.
When I heard the explosion, I immediately turned back to the subway, ran for my life, boarded the train back to my post at work. I learned later that the World Trade Center had been bombed, a terrorist attack, Six people died that day. Had I not been stopped to give directions, I would have been on the elevator up to the 44th floor and only God knows if I would have survived.
Talk about entertaining angels unaware!
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My heart was heavy as I thought about family members, and I thought about former colleagues who still worked at 1 WTC. . Were they safe, did they survive? My eyes were heavy with tears flowing freely throughout that day. My mind was transfixed of images played out on screens everywhere of people running away from the scene, desperately, running for their lives with plumes of smoke billowing behind them. Simultaneously, first responders from everywhere, with no thought of their own lives, ran towards the scenes of disasters in NYC, in DC and in Shanksville, PA, doing what they were trained to do, to save lives. I cried and prayed for them as well.
A total of four planes were used as weapons against this land. Almost 3,000 died that day. We became a nation in mourning that day on a national scale. As a nation, we were traumatized that day. But then President George W. Bush stood up that day as Consoler in Chief. We found ourselves praying together, despite beliefs. Vowing to never forget the victims and countless others who sacrificed their lives. Vowing to become better.
But God……. But God!
Fast forward, twenty years later, I am definitely well.
Results of the surgery and what was happening in my heart – #stress. Yup. Stress.
But not anymore.
The stressors of 20 years ago are no longer present. I can laugh now, as I did then as I made lifestyle changes.
Bad marriage -gone, though he and I are amicable. My kids are grown and alive and living and productive. Plus, I am blessed to be the proud grandmother of three beautiful grandchildren!
I learned breathing exercises where my heart rate is now in normal range usually for me between 70-80. Learning to eat right, sleep right and exercise. Still working on that. 😂
And, always, always in prayer which has been my saving grace!
To God be ALL the Glory.
One last thing: may this nation rise up in righteousness, not self-righteousness or ethnocentrism. May we humble ourselves and pray, repent and ask God for forgiveness for the sins we have committed against Him and against one another.
We have been given an edict, a mandate. Pray, seek His face, humble self, and truly be our Brother’s Keeper, our Sister’s Keeper, our Children’s Keepers, God will surely heal our land.
This will lead to global repentance and a great harvest of souls coming to know God in a fresh new way.
Shalom.