Something's Happened

i feel the need  to communicate my tears for the people in Haiti. i just don't know how. i cry and pray and pray and pray. the disorganization of all the relief efforts and aid workers is so disheartening. the make shift hospitals set up at the airport are fine, but what about the thousands of people who aren't near the airport. they need a clinic set up on every street. and a food and water station set up on every street. i know the Lord is in control and i'm praying fervently for the injured, the lost, the doctors and nurses, the rescue workers, the aid workers, the president and his wife. i can't imagine the pain of seeing your world in ash and rubble and bodies of people you know and love just strewn everywhere. i can't pretend to understand or feel what they are going through. but i pray.
i remember when a major flood hit Houston and my family and i with the dog left our home by boat. it was very surreal, but the strangest part was getting to the higher ground and seeing traffic on the roads and people going on with life like nothing happened. i keep watching the videos and news reports on Haiti, because, i want to remember that something has happened. i don't want to forget and just be that person that goes on as if nothing has changed. i want to go on having been changed by what's happened.