I’m leaving for Haiti in the morning. I haven’t slept for than 2 hours in the last three nights. I’m not anxious or worried. I just can’t stop thinking about their faces. I’ve been staring at them for a year now as our church has helped build and orphanage and become deeply involved with about 140 fatherless children in Jeremie, Haiti. I am so ready to play with them and love on them (and give immunizations) yikes!
But all that aside. Any time I come face to face with poverty, loss and the orphan my life changes. Looking forward to more life change. I wonder if they know that they bless us more than we could ever bless them?