i went a couple months ago and was just blown away by what i saw: poverty slapped me in the face for sure. i had not seen this kind of life in such a long time, or perhaps ever. but along with red cheeks i received from the blow, i gained a love for a county and specifically for their children.
i knew that it couldn't end there. more had to go.
they had to see. i met God so powerfully there and i wanted more to see it.
it's hard to explain it here on this blog or with my real voice when i tell friends...that seems too tiny of a way to say, don't look away.
i can't make you readers go or give your money. perhaps i could compel you, but perhaps you'll go about your day like i would have had i not gone there.
and so, i thought, it has to start with us. with our family.
your heart is where your treasure is. my husband and my son: 2 valuable humans. 2 things i care so much about. 2 things i never want to be unsafe.
there they go. into the unsafe.
anne voskamp's words ring in my head: "and we've only got so much time, so let's just decide: we're done with the myth of safety. safety is just the mirage of the living dead."
those words i read on the plane when i was scared and wanted to go home.
but they stopped me.
God whispered them in my ear and he keeps whispering that. i can't ignore it.
i asked Layne if he wanted to go. he said yes.
i asked nato if he wanted to go. he said, we have to.
so there goes the plane and my precious cargo.
there they go to the sweet village of children to build relationships and learn to see God in hard places.
i will tell you what my prayer is for layne... i won't make it a secret.
i want him to go there every year, or maybe every other and grow up with these kids. i want them to become his family and i want God to stir something in his heart at age 7 to do something in haiti that brings a ton of glory to Jesus.
i want it to be normal that we go to haiti
and send our money to haiti
and send our children to haiti.
this life is not worth living if we are turned inward. and i believe the only way to teach our son this is for him to literally turn outward and go there to see it with his own eyes too. however unsafe it is for a 7 year old to go there, i don't know. but the call was too loud to hush it.
i know that we all have our causes and passions. this isn't made to make you feel bad about not giving specifically here.
but perhaps you aren't looking outward somewhere. please consider sending a child in haiti to school where they will hear the gospel, be educated, and learn life skills.
to sponsor a child to go to school for a month, go here.click monthly tuition and you can choose one kid or 2 or 3 to sponsor!
in the description box, please write KCMO tuition so they know that you are specifically sending the $20 to help the children in the village go to school. i'm hoping my readers will kind of own this village. (or at least this is my prayer!)