I just can't seem to wrap my head around the devastation in Haiti. 45,000-50,000 people dead. Bodies littering the streets. Families sending their children off on planes without them, just so they can have a chance at safety and health. It breaks my heart in a million pieces.
I have been reading the blog of a missionary family on the ground in Port Au Prince, Haiti. The stories they are sharing are... well... there are no words. On January 14th, Tara wrote:
"If you don't speak Creole/Kreyol AND/OR don't have the ability to work with injured people - you should NOT come. We cannot feed you and we don't have a place to house you."
I remember what Hurricane Katrina did to our country, the devastation that was left in the wake of that storm. It rocked us to our core. And yet we had the ability to help our own people. We had places for volunteers to go and serve, and we had programs and resources that did not work perfectly, but were in place to assist those affected.
Look what that did to us, the richest country in the world. Now imagine what it must be like to face something of this magnitude in one of the poorest countries in the world.
Please pray for Haiti. Please give what you can. Because what happens to "the least of these" affects us all.