...is anyone there?

I've been on and off facebook and my e-mail account for the last couple of days. This morning I found myself saying, "Wow, is anyone there? Nobody is talking to me". I heard an echo coming back to me, and I knew it was from my Father. He wasn't gruff or pouty; I think he was smiling as He sent the message back to me.

frustration....

I'm about to explode. After 10 years here and in Haiti, I understand that poverty has NOTHING to do with your economic status.

What a whopper of a deception, that lack of money = poor, and that "poor" validates cheating, hoarding, lying, shirking responsibilities. Grrrrr.

God, how I want to see a breakthrough with even one...just one person. And as I write, I know You are probably working on a breakthrough in ME!

It's so hard to follow my heart by feeding the hungry, takng care of the sick, etc. when they are so adept at using this very condition to manipulate me (and others like me). Respect is not a characteristic they value, and to me it's primary, fundamental to any good relationship.

Oh, yuk...

Father, I just dump all this before You. Only You can make gold from straw.

Getting started, again....

Here I go again...another attempt at blogging.

It's a rainy evening and I realize there's just no more "productive" work for me to get done now.

I'm praying that all the coordinating efforts of the folks in Haiti will be successful. It seems God does more when I'm out of the way (hmmm....)

A big team is coming the last week of the month. We want to do two rallies out in the "boonies" of Haiti. I'm sitting in my house, a 7-hour drive away. It's still difficult for me to accept that I'm not necessary !! But at the same time, it encourages me because I see how things really have been changing, folks have been learning new skills and they are more confident in themselves--or actually they are more confident that God is with them in what they're doing. So, this is good.

I will just enjoy the rain, and the time to start this blog. I will enjoy the sound of crickets. I will enjoy my doggie asleep by my feet. I will enjoy the miracle of internet, wireless at that!

Then next week when I'm hot and hassled and back again to acting like I'm necessary, there will be this night to remember.