I have never been there. I’ve reported on it, but not from personal experience. I have shared the stories, pictures, and testimonies of the people that the ministry I work for serves there.
I have heard the voices of mothers and the cries of babies from film that I’ve watched when I have been looking for material to use in a report.
I have read the accounts of lives that have been saved, rescued really, from abject poverty that runs rampant in the streets and even into the cardboard homes in which so many live.
And despite all of these first-hand accounts that I have seen and read, there is still a large part of me that doesn’t get it.
Am I moved? Of course.
Am I broken and disturbed because of the devastation? Absolutely.
Do I understand it? Can I make sense of it? No, not in the least. Who could?
What I do know is that God is sovereign. He is bigger and He is better.
And He sees the people of Haiti. He is not punishing them nor will He leave them. If ever there was a time for God to move in a miraculous and mighty way that only He can, I believe we will see it in the midst of this.
So what do we do from here? What do we do from the US?
Pray in faith with hope.
Your people will rebuild the ancient ruins and will raise up the age-old foundations; you will be called Repairer of Broken Walls, Restorer of Streets with Dwellings.