For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: “I dwell in the high and holy place, and also with him
who is of a contrite and lowly spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly, and to revive the heart of the contrite.
Luticia Hook had worked at the Army Information Management Support Center at the Pentagon since 1973. Everybody calls Luticia “Tick.” And Tick had planned to retire
on December 31, 2002.
On September 11, 2001 she was sitting at her desk, right under a sign on her wall that said, “I only have one nerve left, and you just got on it,” when her husband
called her to tell her that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. Hearing that news, she realized that her day was going to be very, very busy. So Tick decided to make a quick run to the bank to open an account for her bowling league.
That decision saved her life. As she made her way down a back hallway, American Airlines flight 77 smashed into the building, killing three of the people in her
office. Tick found herself in a burning back passageway, slipping in water from the sprinklers, her new suit was soaking wet, her body on fire. As she tried to get out, she alternated between cussing and calling on God to help her.
Over a month later, Tick came out of a fog of painkillers at the Washington Hospital Center burn unit. Her arms, legs, and left side were badly burned. A piece
of flesh from her left hip was missing. She learned that the doctors had to amputate the irreparably burned fingers on her left hand. She was left with only with a small stub where once her thumb had been.
Today, after a long time of rehab and healing, she’s bowling again, cherishing her husband and family, and volunteering at the burn unit of the hospital where she
Listen to the testimony of God’s goodness when she was physically and emotionally crushed:
“I hope and I pray that the old Tick never comes back, not 100%. I’m a better person. I know now how to express myself
without cursing and calling people names. When I was in that Pentagon hallway, trying to get out, falling, I would cuss, and then I would ask God to bless me, ask Him again and curse more. I never believed when people said that God came and talked to them.
But take it from me, it’s true. He talks to me now.
The first time I realized that He talks to me was in that hallway. He told me, ‘You are not ready for Me. If I take
you now, you would not come to heaven. Before I save you, I’m going to cleanse your mouth. You’ve got a filthy mouth.’ As of this day, July 5, 2011, I have not said a curse word since September 11, 2001. That’s a blessing and a half for me.”
What happened to her? God reached down, and in His goodness, He was with her when she was crushed, and transformed her life. Now, as she gets out of her car to
volunteer with burn victims at that hospital, she prays, “God, be with me and give me the correct words to say for whatever person I have to visit.”
If you’ve ever been crushed, if you’ve ever been brought low, and in those moments when you felt the lowest, you turned to God, you have found that He was right
there with you.
No matter what you are going through, remember that God is ready to comfort you and He is ready to transform your life.
Have a great day, and keep moving forward!