School's running full tilt and I'm planning to pray every night at nine 'o' clock in our prayer chapel on my university's campus. One friend has joined me so far and I hope for more. You can begin to feel terribly alone...
Haiti, everything that goes on in Haiti, always hits me hard. I looked at the pictures the Los Angeles Times has up on its webpage and...it's crazy. It's so real, but I just don't get it...lots of people are going to die and it's just numbers, but these were people, beautiful people.
The family I have there lived in the mountains above Port au Prince, near the Dominican Republic border (the most beautiful spot in the world that you have to go over crazy roads to get to, squashed into a car...I love it!! except for the legs going numb part) They should be okay, but I'm sure they make frequent trips into Port au Prince...they could have been there when the quake hit. In any case, I wonder what they're thinking and feeling, what they know so far about what happened in the city below them.
I just don't know.
I think that's what almost killed me this time last year was the not knowing. I had hideous pictures going through my mind of...it was grisly. God gave me a picture of hope though and I choose to focus on that, on children with bright smiles and healthy faces in beautifully colored clothes. The orphanage...
Someday, I'll live in Haiti. A literacy program will be up and running for them and there will be an orphanage called "In His Name" (whatever that looks like in Creole). It may be far off, but I'm working towards God's dream. I have His hope and I have His son living in me. It's beautiful and I can't wait, but I don't mind waiting on the Lord in this time. His ways are perfect and so is His timing. I know that full well. In the meantime, I pray and learn and He prepares my heart. What a glorious God!
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