Today I received from a friend the below incredible story of survival from the World Trade Center. It is from Sujo & Mini John, a young Christian, Indian couple who live in New Jersey and who worked at the World Trade Center in New York City. My detective-like nature could not resist trying to contact them, which I did, and I was able to speak with both of them, confirming the story, plus discovering more information. Sujo is astonished at how his story has gone around the world because he mailed it to only 20 e-mail friends. It started spreading on the Internet. Somehow the 700 Club got the story and sent a camera crew up there to interview him. Sujo told me that the story will air on the 700 Club Monday, September 17 (check local times). Some of his e-mail addressees are in Calcutta, India and he has been told that even Muslims are copying the story and passing it out to others on the streets! One Muslim called him and said, "Your God is powerful to do what he did." He believes the perpetrators must be found and punished, but he has a burden to reach the Muslims with the love of Christ. He is so excited that God is using his experience as a witness. People were saved when he shared this the other day at his Assemblies of God church and he believes many more will be saved. Mini worked at Morgan Stanley and Sujo worked at Network Plus. Mini is pregnant. Please pray for both of them as they no longer have jobs. However, they are too busy praising the Lord for being alive and being thankful to worry about it; however, we know they do need provision. Please consider sending this on to your mailing list as a blessing to others. God bless you, Jim
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Dear friends and family, " Rejoice for the steps of a righteous man is
ordered of the Lord.." Even though darkness surrounds us and death looms all
over us. The peace we have in the name of the Lord....that sweet name of
Jesus.
It's a big miracle that I am alive this moment. Most of you know that we
used to work in the World Trade Center in Manhattan. I used to work on the
81st floor of WTC One and my wife Mini on 71st floor of WTC Two. Let me tell
you what happened. I reached my work at 7:30 in the morning. I just faxed
out some documents and was returning to my desk and I heard this real loud
explosion..our building shook and tilted...screams went out all over our
floor..the first aircraft had hit the floor above us. Soon debris from the
aircraft flew into our office and everything started going up in flames.
Everyone held their calm and we started making our way to the stairway. That
moment my heart sank as I had no clue if the plane had hit our tower or the
one my wife was working in. She is about to enter the building as she starts
work at 9 in the morn.
We were all being evacuated through the stairway...my cellphone would not
work so I had no idea to reach my wife. So as I came down I entered an
office on the 53 floor and tried to make some calls...the only number I
could reach was my cousin's wife who lived in Queens, NY. I told her that I
was fine and that I am coming down the stairs..but I was really worried
about my wife, then I continued my run down the stairs. While we were going
down there were hundreds of firemen and policemen going up to rescue people
trapped. These brave men will never make it to their homes. So they escorted
us thru the exit of World Trade 2 and I had just reached the revolving door
of the building that I heard a loud explosion and the whole building
collapsed. Would u believe that my friends..the 110 story building collapsed
and I was at the door of the building with everything flying over us,
boulders, mortar. Few of us huddled to one end of the building and God gave
me this strength that saw me thru..I started pleading the blood of
Jesus..told the people around me that all of us were gonna die and if there
was anyone who did not know Christ to call upon His name. So everyone
started crying..Jesus! When you are near death believe me some people are so
ready to accept our Jesus. By then the whole building had fallen and we were
in the debris..not a single boulder or any material fell on me. I found
myself in 3 ft of while soot...I got up...by then there was silence..I could
see dead bodies all over. God directed me to a guy on the ground who had a
search light on. I picked him up...and said only Jesus can save us and that
we had to live.
When he was up I saw this jacket which had FBI written on it. We held our
hands...and started walking thru the rubble.. that flash light saved our
lives....we could not see anything miles..it was like a snow blizzard..all
the concrete and ash flying allover. The Holy Spirit then showed me a light
flashing on top of an ambulance so I told this FBI guy that light was where
we had to head to cause that ambulance was on the street. We somehow made to
the ambulance which was hit badly by the flying mortar but God had kept the
flashing light on just for me. From there on it was quite easy making our
way out. But the feeling that gripped was that my wife Mini who was to be on
WTC 2 she should be dead. All kinds of images went thru my mind..
Crowds started running from all over downtown to safer places far away from
the skyscrapers. We ran, walked for an hour and throughout the whole time
from 8:45 am when the first plane landed I was trying to use my cellphone to
no vain. 12 pm and my cell rings...it was Mini and she said she was alive
and when she heard my voice she realised that I was alive. This is another
miracle of how I received this call as anyone was able to make or receive
calls. Mini had not made it to the Tower..her train reached the site 5 mins
after the first crash so she did not make it to the Towers. She was
hysterical on the streets thinking I was dead and she could see people
jumping out of the building.
Both of us were alive. She reached 39th street in Manhattan near the Ferry
and somehow I reached there. We looked back and could see our building both
in ashes all that remained the smoke going up.
I cannot explain the sense of relief that we had when we saw each other.
Both of us were so close to believing that we would not see each other. When
that explosion took place and the building was crumbling over me I could see
the pics of my wife, my parents, grandmother loved ones flash thru my mind
and now what a relief that we are alive.
God is so good. This story of our is too good to be true. I have no scratch
on my body. Let me tell you something friends God knows the count of our
hair and our God never sleeps or slumbers. His coming is so soon . Live each
Day as if He is coming today.
Appreciate all your prayers. My heart goes out for thousands who died in our
building many of them people we knew. God Bless you all. Sujo & Mini