Thank you Lord
for making me uncomfortable this week. For never being dry, for not seeing the
sun, for changing plans, for seeing things unimaginable, for breaking my
heart.
Now I know a very tiny part of how the Haitians might feel everyday. Hungry, sleeping in mud, flooded houses, no charcoal to cook the food they have, sick, dying, lonely.
Shelley
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYbOfq5xSRg&feature=youtube_gdata_player
Now I know a very tiny part of how the Haitians might feel everyday. Hungry, sleeping in mud, flooded houses, no charcoal to cook the food they have, sick, dying, lonely.
Shelley
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