"Search teams refuse to abandon hope after two children were pulled alive from the rubble." AFP |
I write this post not knowing if I'll have to cancel my trip to Haiti in these hours just before take off. I'd had a sinking feeling when our departure was delayed several days that other deadlines could prevent me from going.
Honestly? I didn't want to go to Haiti when the head of Transformational Development Agency first asked me to help her team with media and logistics support.
I'm not a doctor or a nurse or a rescue worker. I couldn't see myself working among dead bodies, surviving in horrendous conditions, facing machete-wielding mobs reported by some news outlets.
But as I saw the destruction and heard of friends' missing loved ones and wept at the suffering, I kept thinking about a quote I'd heard years ago by Dwight L. Moody.
The world has yet to see what God can do with a life fully yielded to Him.
And so I said yes. Because maybe my life is that one.
My blog's title, Blot Your Lips!, was appropriate when I was writing about the journey to Hollywood - not Haiti. But as I've embraced what somehow feels like destiny, I've become filled with expectation.
Nehemiah rebuilt a wall that should have taken months or years in 52 days because God touched the work. Like the miraculous rescue of the children pulled from the rubble more than a week after the quake, maybe God will put his touch to Haiti.
So even though today brought obstacles to my trip my heart still says, "Yes."
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