I have taken long trips in the past and on more than one occassion it was on a bus. Today was different however. Not because I was traveling to a disaster area of catastrophic proportions but rather because......well......
After sitting in a traffic jam for 3 hours we finally made it to Port Au Prince. Upon entering the city you started to get a feel that something was off. Everyone was moving primarily in one direction... AWAY. The basic instinct of self preservation was in play for perhaps 1 million people. The city wasn't evacuating but fleeing and because it would be impossible for all of the citizens to flee the rest squatted. Tent cities everywhere.
As we got close to the city center it became obvious that there was devastation of biblical proportions. I could relay many knowns about collapsed buildings. Such as the smells, tastes, and sights of 200,000 dead people. I can't and won't attempt to wrap words around what we have seen so far. I will leave it at horrible. Simply put.....Horrible!!!!
I will focus on one aspect that I can report was in full effect. Love..... The Haitians are hurting. They wear it on their faces as they bathe, eat, and sleep in the streets. This hurt is being answered by God with is unending love. Evil may have killed and maimed and destroyed but God unleashed his love in the form of relieff workers from almost every continent. They have been sent here by Him to Love the Haitians and to rebuild their city.
Thank you for your updates Damon. We are praying for the team. Praying that God will help mend the broken, both physically and spiritually. Thank you Helping Hands for going where there is so much need!
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