Wait for the Lord

My heart has been in Haiti this week.  My energy and thoughts constantly go to that country.  I have prayed fervently for David Hame’s survival.  I have watched image after image of the devastation.

And I have found myself weeping for a land that I have never been to.  I find myself crying for the mother who has to bed her children in the street.  I hold the grief in my heart watching a mother make a gut wrenching choice to have her 5-year-old daughter’s leg amputated to save her life.

It is hard to have faith when you see devastation everywhere. It is hard to believe that a God of love would allow such a thing to happen.  It is hard.  I struggle but I hold strong KNOWING that faith is believing what I cannot see.

Orphans who have waited years to come home are able to do so now, visas expedited by this disaster. A nation, torn apart by pain, has come together in need of help. The world is bringing that help and hope.

Beauty among ashes.

I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait for the Lord; be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the Lord. Ps. 27:13-14