I’m in a funk today. A Haiti funk, if you will. I know you feel it too.
I don’t turn on the TV because it’s just too sad watch. But I want to turn on the TV because I want to hurt with the rest of the world.
But it’s not just the TV…it’s everywhere.
Several updates from a man inside Haiti on Twitter.
The very core of my soul is rocked when I see these reports about the many babies who have lost their mothers, their lifeline, their food supply…the thousands of children who have been orphaned…the hundreds of thousands of people who have lost their sister, father, best friend…the thousands of family members separated by oceans, waiting for news…the thousands of days it will take to rebuild the buildings and heal the hearts, minds and souls of the people of Haiti.
Rocked. To the core.
I will manage to make dinner tonight…despite this cartoon character, balloon cloud “funk” that looms over me. But it’s not in me to share the meal with you tonight…perhaps I shall share it next week.
Tonight, I will eat dinner around my table with my family.
Tonight, I will count the many blessings in our lives.
Tonight, I will discuss with my husband and children how we can help, both today and in the years to come.
Tonight, I will pray.
Would you join me?