Inspiration in the midst of tragedy

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9/13/2001 5:09 PM
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Even in the midst of the terrible tragedy of the terrorist attacks on the U.S., we have heard a few inspiring stories we will be sharing with you.

Have you heard any stories emerge from this crisis that inspired you or gave you hope?

9/13/2001 5:35 PM
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This story was sent to us by a friend of Beliefnet:

Joyce Baldassarri lives in Staten Island, New York, just across the harbor from the southern tip of Manhattan--in full view of the World Trade Centers. As soon as the magnitude of the tragedy became clear, Joyce rushed to the local police department to see what she could do to help, but they were in high alert themselves and had no time to coordinate civilian efforts. So Joyce took matters into her own hands.

She realized that thousands of people who work in lower Manhattan south of the World Trade Center had to be evacuated through a landscape now devoid of oxygen, filled instead with gas fumes and smoke--and covered in darkness and inches of ash. They could not be moved north; there was no way to get past the disaster site. There was only one other way out--to the south, on board the ferry to Staten Island. And so they began arriving, thousands of men and women who were escaping with their lives but not much else. Jackets, purses, briefcases had been left in offices quickly abandoned.

Joyce swung into action. She had three phone lines in her house; she lined them up against one wall in her attractive Victorian-era house. She called her friends in Staten Island, and the local pizzeria and asked them to bring food. Then she sent these same friends out to scour the waterfront, looking for people who didn't know where to go.

Before long, they began arriving. Shell-shocked and weary, they found themselves in a warm, pleasant home. Joyce herself signed them in when they arrived, took their contact numbers so that they could be found once they left her house. She handed them her phone number so they could give loved ones a contact number. Then she pointed them to the landlines to home. Once they were finished (everyone thoughtfully kept their calls brief) they were directed to her upstairs terrace for food and breathing space. Hundreds of people found sanctuary in Joyce's home that day. My husband Bob was one of them.

9/13/2001 9:59 PM
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Its really sad that lot of innocent people are being injured by our fellow people. I heard lot of incidents about Asians being beaten up in malls etc...This morning a 45yr old Indian lady was beaten up in CA... that is really sad. I know that all of us are hurt but there is a right way to deal with this. Who ever did this inhuman disaster to us definetly planned on this, that we beat up among ourselves. Everyone has to understand that we should not let them win. Please tell your friends and family to not hurt any innocent. We have already lost enough people. Lets save our acquaintence.... long live AMERICA..........

9/14/2001 2:25 AM
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Once upon a time there was a young boy who lost both his parents before the age of 10. He stayed with his maternal uncle and liked asking questions. He wanted to know whether he was being punished for the sins of his fore fathers because he had read a passage in the scripture. Then came the war. His uncle who kept him was dead. One of his most treasured memories were the words of his mother. In God we trust. With God every thiing is possible. He grew up to like the story of job because it had very many questions. Why do they kill people? Why are there poor people. Why are some people lame? Is it fair? One day he chanced on a wise young man who aswered his questions. It is not fair he said. Why? asked the boy. Because our God, the God of Isaac, the God of Jacob the creator of the Heavens and the Earth, is a God of Justice. He hates oppression, he abhors violence, he takes care of the needy, the fatherless, the widow and especially small boys like you who love justice. He says, love your neighbour as you love yourself. If only we could love our neigbour, we will not kill him. We love our enemies because we forgive them for the wrongs they have done to us. We show them the face of Christ who sufferred for the sake of other people. If I forgive them, says the boy, they will go un punished. no said the young wise man, the Lord judges every body. A king who loves justice punishes evil men and women. That is not your problem. Your problem is to learn to love and Forgive, because the makes you a wonderful boy loved by the Lord. A child of the heavenly King. Do not worry about your loss because the lord cares and shall avenge his people. Vengence belongs to GOD.

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