Wednesday, January 12, 2011

One year later....

(From Jen)

My heart is heavy today. It's been one year since the earth shook apart the lives of millions of Haitians. Lives lost, forever changed by injury, exposed to homelessness, hunger, desperation, illness. Nearly a million people still live in tents.

My thoughts dwell on a little boy that I love who lost his parents in the quake. Just a few months later, when I met him, he asked if we could be his family. I ache for a baby girl whose teen-aged mom GAVE her to me, and couldn't understand why I wouldn't (couldn't) bring her home to America. I weep for a man, a strong, peace-filled, God-loving man, who continued rescuing children while mourning his own son. I pray for a woman who delivered her baby into a loveless room.

For reasons I don't fully understand, these people have become part of my family. I love this country. I love her people, and their culture. I hurt for their loss and hope for their future. I long to be there in a way that I can only describe as longing for home.