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Mon, 27 Mar 2006 02:02:55 -0500
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See the Reason Behind Things!
A man from Norfolk, Virginia called a local radio station to share
this on Sept. 11th, 2003.  His name was Robert Matthews.
These are his words:
"A few weeks before Sept. 11, 2001, my wife and I found out we
were going to have our first child.  She planned a trip out to
California to visit her sister.
On our way to the airport, we prayed that God would grant my
wife a safe trip and be with her.  Shortly after I said "amen" we
both heard a loud pop and the car shook violently.  We had
blown out a tire.  I replaced the tire as quickly as I could, but we
still missed her flight.  Both very upset, we drove home.
I received a call from my father who was retired FDNY.
He asked what my wife's flight number was, but explained that
we missed the flight.  My father informed me that her flight was
the one that crashed into the southern tower.  I was too shocked
to speak.
My father also had more news for me; he was going to help.
"This is not something I can just sit by for, I have to do
something."
I was concerned for his safety, of course, but more because he
had never given his life to Christ.  After a brief debate, I knew his
mind was made up.  Before he got off of the phone, he said,
"Take good care of my grandchild."
Those were the last words I ever heard my father say; he died
while helping in the rescue effort.
My joy, that my prayer of safety for my wife had been answered
quickly, became anger.  Anger at God, at my father, and at
myself.
I had gone for nearly 2 years blaming God for taking my father
away.  My son would never know his grandfather, my father had
never accepted Christ, and I never got to say good-bye.
Then something happened.  About 2 months ago, I was sitting
at home with my wife and my son, when there was a knock on
the door.  I looked at my wife, but I could tell she wasn't
expecting anyone.  I opened the door to a couple with a small
child.  The man looked at me and asked if my father's name
was Jake Matthews.  I told him it was.  He quickly grabbed my
hand and said, "I never got the chance to meet your father, but it
is an honor to meet his son."
He explained to me that his wife had worked in the World Trade
Center and had been caught inside after the attack.  She was
pregnant and had been caught under debris.
He then explained that my father had been the one to find his
wife and free her.
My eyes welled up with tears as I thought of my father giving his
life for people like this.  He then said, "There is something else
you need to know."  His wife then told me that as my father
worked to free her, she talked to him and led him to Christ.
I began sobbing at the news.  Now I know that when I get to
Heaven, my father will be standing beside Jesus to welcome
me, and that this family will be able to thank him themselves."
When their baby boy was born, they named him Jacob Matthew
in honor of the man who gave his life so mother and baby could
live.
This story should help us to realize two things: First, that though
it has been two years since the attacks, we should never let it
become a mere tragic memory.  And second, but most
important, GOD is always in control.
We may not see the reason behind things, and we may never
know this side of Heaven, but GOD is ALWAYS in control.
Please take time to share this amazing story with those you
love.  You may never know the impact it may have on someone.

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