Sunday morning in Haiti

March 19, 2023


My time here in Haiti is running short, and I feel it this morning.   I am struggling to breathe, to calm my heart, to fight out the anxiety threatening to engulf me.


The last few days have been pure joy.  Pure joy.  Heart-filling, life-giving joy.  But reality is coming.


At moments I feel I am ready to tackle the challenges ahead.   At other moments I feel like I am drowning.


I want to cry, but I can’t.  I’m afraid the tears will come at the most inconvenient moment today.


I believe I will see the goodness of the Lord.


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