I'd rather be...

From October 31st, 2011

My last post was about being fully present wherever you are. We all know that sometimes your own advice is the hardest to take…

All I can think about right now is how much I’d rather be in Haiti.

I miss it. I miss them.

I want to go back and hold the orphans again. I want to pump water from a well for people living in a tent village. I want to play the slap game with kids who don’t understand a word I say. I want to eat fresh pineapple. I want to learn about the life of a teenager who’s dealt with more struggles in a couple of years than I probably will in my whole life. I want to have church under the mango tree. I want to tell kids the story of creation and Noah’s ark.  I want to ride in the mountains in the bed of a pickup truck. I want to say “Bonswa” to everyone I see. I want to hear a little Haitian girl sing worship songs she’s learned in English.

I think the thing that scares me the most is how quickly I was able to go back to business as usual after seeing the devastation, the hopelessness of those people. I go for days without a single one of those faces crossing my mind, so caught up in all my own problems that I lose sight of how fortunate I am. I can’t let myself forget. I can’t let those faces fade out of my memory or completely let go of the burden I felt for the hurting ones.