Alan Jackson asks "Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning?"
11 years ago..... Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day? Were you in the yard with your wife and children, or working on some stage in L.A.? Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke Risin' against that blue sky? Did you shout out in anger, in fear for your neighbor, or did you just sit down and cry?
Did you weep for the children who lost their dear loved ones
and pray for the ones who don't know?
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
and sob for the ones left below?
did you burst out with pride for the red, white and blue
and the heroes who died just doing what they do?
did you look up at the heaven for some kind of answer
and look at yourself and what really matters?
I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell
you the difference in Iraq and Iran
but I know Jesus and I talk to God
and I remember this from when I was young
Faith, hope and love are some good things He gave us
and the greatest is love
Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day?
Were you teaching a class full of innocent children
or driving down some cold interstate?
did you feel guility 'cause you're a survivor
In a crowded room did you feel alone?
did you call up your mother and tell her you loved her?
did you dust off that Bible at home?
did you open your eyes, hope it never happened
close your eyes and not go to sleep
did you notice the sunset the first time in ages
or speak to some stranger on the street?
did you lay down at night and think of tomorow
or go out and buy a gun?
did you turn off that violent old movie you're watchin'
and turn on "I love Lucy " reruns?
did you go to a church and hold hands with some strangers
did you stand in line and give your blood?
did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
thank God you had somebody to love....
and the greatest of these is love....
Where were you when the world stopped on that September day?
That song does give us something to think about..... another one that brought tears to my eyes today as i listened to it..... as you read the lyrics, take a minute to really think about it...
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 for Me for help. "I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!" I said "of coarse 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 devasted souls. I took him home to tend to his flock in Heaven. He heard my voice and answered.
I was on four 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 not all know 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 of 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.
Remember....I love you.
Unfortunately, many people were lost in this cowardly attack. Many will never be the same. One day, the calm may return, yet 11 years later, many still feel the shaking inside. To all the heroes that ran towards the chaos rather than like most everyone else, away from it. To those men and women many heartfelt and sincere thanks. When you wonder why we are in another country fighting a long drawn out battle, consider all the people who were at work or on their way to work when US commercial jets and their passengers were used as a weapon of mass destruction against the United States. They all had names. They all had families. They were guility of nothing more than being American. And some of them weren't American at all.
Freedom was attacked on September 11th, 2011. As the keepers of the beacon of freedom, it is our responsibility to defend her wherever the defense of freedom takes us. So, please lets remember all these people...
As I close, with these meaningful touching words... I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free.....
and because of HIS AMAZING GRACE......
Did you weep for the children who lost their dear loved ones
and pray for the ones who don't know?
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
and sob for the ones left below?
did you burst out with pride for the red, white and blue
and the heroes who died just doing what they do?
did you look up at the heaven for some kind of answer
and look at yourself and what really matters?
I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell
you the difference in Iraq and Iran
but I know Jesus and I talk to God
and I remember this from when I was young
Faith, hope and love are some good things He gave us
and the greatest is love
Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day?
Were you teaching a class full of innocent children
or driving down some cold interstate?
did you feel guility 'cause you're a survivor
In a crowded room did you feel alone?
did you call up your mother and tell her you loved her?
did you dust off that Bible at home?
did you open your eyes, hope it never happened
close your eyes and not go to sleep
did you notice the sunset the first time in ages
or speak to some stranger on the street?
did you lay down at night and think of tomorow
or go out and buy a gun?
did you turn off that violent old movie you're watchin'
and turn on "I love Lucy " reruns?
did you go to a church and hold hands with some strangers
did you stand in line and give your blood?
did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
thank God you had somebody to love....
and the greatest of these is love....
Where were you when the world stopped on that September day?
That song does give us something to think about..... another one that brought tears to my eyes today as i listened to it..... as you read the lyrics, take a minute to really think about it...
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 for Me for help. "I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!" I said "of coarse 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 devasted souls. I took him home to tend to his flock in Heaven. He heard my voice and answered.
I was on four 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 not all know 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 of 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.
Remember....I love you.
Unfortunately, many people were lost in this cowardly attack. Many will never be the same. One day, the calm may return, yet 11 years later, many still feel the shaking inside. To all the heroes that ran towards the chaos rather than like most everyone else, away from it. To those men and women many heartfelt and sincere thanks. When you wonder why we are in another country fighting a long drawn out battle, consider all the people who were at work or on their way to work when US commercial jets and their passengers were used as a weapon of mass destruction against the United States. They all had names. They all had families. They were guility of nothing more than being American. And some of them weren't American at all.
Freedom was attacked on September 11th, 2011. As the keepers of the beacon of freedom, it is our responsibility to defend her wherever the defense of freedom takes us. So, please lets remember all these people...
As I close, with these meaningful touching words... I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free.....
and because of HIS AMAZING GRACE......
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