I haven’t written in many days. I start to and then just stop. I haven’t the words to say what is on my heart. I don’t want to sound preachy yet I can only be honest of my thoughts. So… I can’t stop thinking of Jesus’ coming.
My brother, Kumar, is in Haiti. He left Wednesday for a week to help drill wells at one of the orphanages and see what else they could do. I have been following the work their blog. I feel so much pain in my heart. I can’t stop thinking of the sadness and pain. He wrote my mom saying, “It is all so sad.”
“This girl’s name is Evangelista. Her mother died in the earthquake. Our medical people believe she has thyroid cancer that has metasticized . We took her to Port au Prince and was turned away because they are not to equipped to help.” (Taken from Kumar’s Facebook page).
I can only be grateful for all we have. I can only be shamed when I complain of the little stresses in life as children, people, on the other side, worry about food, shelter and feel pain of loss so huge I can’t even put into words.
This little girl has grabbed my heart. Oh dear God, please…. show them how to help her. Please.
And if it is OK… please just come, now.