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2002-09-11

"Mom! Do you have the T.V. on? Turn it on...turn it on now!" My frantic daughter's voice on the other end of the phone sent a chill through my body. Rushing to the television, I was trying to get her to tell me what was going on. I thought one of our family members was seriously hurt and they had the accident on the news. My 19 year old son was getting ready to head out the door for college when I called him back inside. We were hearing the voice of Katie Curig just as the second plane came into view and flew into the second tower. A nauseating feeling came over both my son and myself and we both immediately began to pray fervently out loud for God to deliver people from this attack. My daughter said she would begin praying immediately, and my son and I both knelt right in front of the T.V. screen, placed our hands on the chaotic scene in front of us and began to plead for the lives of these people to be spared. We prayed for the law enforcement officials and the fire fighters to have courage in the face of fear, order where there may have been chaos and the ability to see and hear those who would need their help. We prayed the rest of the morning off and on as the rest of the story began to unfold across the country. That was all we could do, and we still pray this day when we feel compelled. God help us.