One evening the people of the ABS were very kind and took us to dinner on the top of the World Trade Center. I'll tell you, I felt out of my element. The view of the city was absolutely spectacular but everything down on the ground seemed so small, so insignificant. The Statue of Liberty, for example, seemed only an inch tall from my perspective way up on the 106th floor. After dinner, on the street, I felt back in real life.
Business execs on cell phones.
I see a young woman in the crowd, crying. A beggar asks for a handout. Down here, not up on the 106th, is real life. God comes down in Jesus Christ to give you new eyes, to raise your lowly sights to the glory that will be revealed when He comes to take all His people to be with Moses and Elijah and all the faithful in heaven. Down here, whether on the streets of Manhattan, in North Dakota, in your life or in mine, is where He comes to meet us.