Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Poverty

Extreme poverty as far as the eyes can see. And hopelessness. That is how I would describe what I saw in Haiti. Busy crowded streets. The smell of exhaust and pollution. Homes consisting of ruins. Beeping cars starting at the crack of dawn. It all starts to take a toll on you after a few days much less a lifetime. Not a place I would choose to stay, but a place that holds a special place in my heart. As we would be driving in the van and come to a stop, people would sometimes come to the window to try to sell something or ask for something. It's amazing how a granola bar or a fruit roll up can make someone's day. So much we take for granted here, as my kids usually smirk at a granola bar (unless it's chewy chocolate chip ) and usually shove 2 fruit roll ups in their mouth at a time. But the funny thing is I can't wait to go back. Please pray for Haiti.
Bambi
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4 comments:

R AND R AND Z said...

you took some great pics It was nice to meet you both and your daughter is a doll.

David and Candice said...

I love your pics. Somehow that place finds a way into your heart.I can not wait until Oct.-Candice

Brent and Lori said...

Haiti gets under your skin... like so many mosquito bites or a fungus. :)

It definitely changes you.

It was fun to see sweet Vania. She's adorable.

lonnieloree said...

wow! thanks for "taking me there". the old woman with a cane sitting by a Mercedes says it all. how apropo to end it with the pic of Christ dying on the cross for ALL!