September 11th, 2001

(Two Heartfelt Verses)

God's Army

It was late one Tuesday evening, before a mother finally sat down, to tell her only child about the terror that hit downtown. As she looked into the eyes of the son that she loved so, she felt her heart begin to break and the hurt begin to show.

She gathered all her strength and courage, her story she began to tell."Baby don't cry, but I'm afraid daddy might be underneath a building that fell." The boy looked back at his mother, his eyes made not one blink. And the mother's tears began to fall. What would her son think?

You see, his dad is a firefighter, and his hero from the day of his birth. He loved his dad more than anything else that could ever inherit this earth.The mother's head began to drop, her forehead resting on palm. She thought her son would be upset.Instead, he was very calm. The boy leaned over towards his mom, and put his small hand on her head. In her ear he began to whisper, and this is what he said:

"Mommy please don't cry, I knew daddy wasn't coming home.I talked to him just a while ago, only it wasn't on the phone. He told me that he loved me,and he promised we'd meet again. And he told about his new home, and his new job he was to begin." The boy explained that God was building an army, and he told of all the angels he needed. "And, That,is where daddy and the others went. They weren't all defeated."

It was then, the mother lifted her head.The tears streamed down her face,and she could feel her husband's presence, as it filled her heart with grace.

It was then she knew her son was right.He was in God's army now. She also knew her son would always be safe, that he'd be kept from harm somehow.So, let the evil-doers of the world beware. An army is on the way, and it's just been revived with a few thousand new angels.

They've started the dawn of a new day.This army's commander has never been beaten. His power has never been matched, and if these monsters think he was almighty before......

Well, the surface has just been scratched!

Author Unknown

"Christine Hanson"

My name is Christine Hanson.
I am only two years old.
I am going for a ride,
or that's what I am told.

I am sitting here quietly,
next to my mom and dad.
I am having a fun time.
Everyone seems glad.

Why is he yelling Daddy?
Please tell me what's wrong!
Please don't cry Mommy,
this ride won't be that long!

Why are we getting up
and moving to the back?
Why is everyone crying?
Why is she being attacked?

What did I do wrong?
Why are they yelling at us?
Why is everyone screaming?
What is all the fuss?

I thought you said that this plane ride would be fun.
Is this a game Mommy?
Am I it, am I the one?
I think I will hide behind you,
so that I don't get caught.

Daddy this isn't fun anymore!
This isn't what I thought.
Why do I see buildings right out the window

Shouldn't we stop now?
Shouldn't we go slow?
What was that loud boom?
Why do I see fire?

What just happened Daddy?
We should have been higher!
We have hit a building,
the World Trade Center I think.

I am slowly dying now.
I can't open my eyes to blink.
Where are you Mommy?
Why can't I hear your voice?
Why did they drive us here?
This wasn't our choice.

My name is Christine Hanson,
I am only two years old,
We were going for a plane ride.
That's what we were told.
I'll never go to the prom.
I won't reach the age of three.
Why did this happen to these people?

Why did this happen to me?

Author Unknown

Page By

Rick A Moore

New Bern,North Carolina


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