For all the has been, Mesi (thank you). For all that will be, Wi (yes!)
Could you be here, Jesus, in the unsightly trash and muddied water?
Could you be here, in the children with no clothes, in the eyes of
longing, and rough hands, could you be here?
Could you be here, Jesus, in the flow of Haiti time? Could you be in
the singing and dancing, in the mountains, and the sun, and the beach?
Could you be in the car accident on the side of the road, in the
fwi-fruit- and in the fish?
Could you be in the learning of a new
language, a new game, a new dance? Could you be in the classrooms with
only chalkboards and a few long wooden desks?
Give
us your heart. Wash us with Love. Help us to believe more fully in
your great love for us, so that we might imitate your little way each
day... building up the kingdom, day by day... moment by moment, word by
word, movement by movement, breath by breath.
i love you haiti! M'ap sonje ou! I will miss you!
Well done my sisters, glad you are back safely with expanded heart. Thank you for your beautiful sharing.
ReplyDeleteWe had a chalkboard which was half the size of the one you were using in my middle school through high school. Those were the best times. So innocent life.
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