
I wrote a few weeks ago about the rain we'd been getting here. Now I feel like a jerk.
On that trip, God tore me apart. I saw a broken and desperate part of the world that is rarely shown on the news. I saw poverty so deep that I could barely comprehend it. I couldn't even journal for a week after the trip because I was having trouble processing the experience. It was so far beyond anything I had ever imagined.
Remember what Hurricane Katrina did to New Orleans? That was devastating, but that was in a developed country where there are organizations and relief structures and safety nets. I've heard Haiti called a "fourth world country" because the situation there is so much worse than that in "third world countries."
I know God is in control, but sometimes when I read stuff like this, it feels like He has temporarily forsaken part of His creation.
Will you pray with me for Haiti?
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