Rudolph Giuliani: Why Me? Why Me?
Prostate cancer prepared Rudolph Giuliani’s for his date with destiny on September 11th
BY: SQuire Rushnell
How often has this happened to you? You look to the sky and say, "Why, why me?" Sometimes the answer you get back is surprising.
The Candidate blankly looked at the doctor. “You gotta be kidding,” he said with disbelief. The doctor shook his head and solemnly continued his report.
“Based on this medical report, we recommend you drop out of the race—put your health first.”
A few hours later Mayor Rudolph Giuliani stepped before the microphones, facing a battery of reporters, uttering words he never ever thought he’d hear himself speak. That he was quitting. That he had prostate cancer. That the doctors gave him a good chance. But, he had no choice but to drop out of the race against Hillary Clinton for the US Senate seat in New York.
But inside his mind, Mayor Giuliani was screaming these words, ”Why me? Why now?” He’d prayed all his life, and now, in the depths of this race he’d prayed fervently everyday—now this? This was unbelievable. “Why would you do this to me? Why now?”
The date was May 2000. Sixteen months later, we all found out why. Because on September 11th, 2001, Rudolph Giuliani’s destiny was to be the first voice we heard that tragic morning; a nation in utter shock, we had been attacked by terrorists. That two airliners had purposely been driven into the towers World Trade Center.
Mayor Giuliani’s role was to serve as the calm father figure for our nation. And—win or lose against Hillary Clinton—he needed to be in the Mayor’s office for his destiny to play out.
And later, the Mayor said, “My prostate cancer prepared me for what I had to do after nine-eleven, to comfort families during those difficult days.”
Mayor Giuliani, a Candidate for President in 2008, fully recovered and continues to actively aid victims and families of personal tragedy. He lives in New York.
The next time you face something you perceive as “bad” happening to you and you say "Why Me?" think about Mayor Giuliani. Perhaps God has another plan for you. Perhaps your destiny—already written—needs to be fulfilled differently than you think. Have you had a Godwink today? Remember: write me. Good Wishes and Godwinks.
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