The Lord just blessed me with this poem. A half hour ago as I was walking my dog, He gave me the first part. How awesome He is!
The Morning of September 12th
It was the morning of September 12th,
something was different indeed.
A piece of every American,
was missing and we no longer felt free.
The churches became full again.
Many cried out to God.
Many probably blamed Him,
because they were so mad.
How could God let this happen,
probably so many did ask?
But His children knew the answer,
it was man’s choice like all the rest.
Now also in that morning,
if you listened to Heaven above.
3000 plus souls were returning home
and once again surrounded by His love.
So to all of us that were left behind,
our job is still so great.
We must tell everyone about God,
before it is too late!
E. P. shagott
9/11/09
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