A man from Norfolk , VA called a local radio station to share this on
Sept 11th, 2003, TWO YEARS AFTER THE TRAGEDIES OF 9/11/2001.
His name was Robert Matthews. These are his words:
A few weeks before Sept. 11th, 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 NYFD. He asked what
my wife’s flight number was, but I 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’t 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. I was angry at God, at my father, and at myself. I
had gone for nearly two 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 two 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 would 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 that a mother and baby could
This story should help us to realize this: God is always in control.
We may not see the reason behind things, and may never know this
side of heaven, but God is ALWAYS in control.
Please take time to share this amazing story. You may never know
the impact it may have on someone. God doesn’t call the qualified,
He qualifies the called.
Give thanks to the Lord for He is good. His love endures
forever. Psalm 136:1
Glory to God in the Highest !!!!