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Quite a Different Day!

Today was different.

I had been feeling a slight bit of guilt for months for not donating some clothing that my youngest son had outgrown.  Right after the recent earthquake in Haiti, I had gotten the clothing together but for one reason or another, I never took them to any Haitian relief drop off points.  Perhaps, there was a reason for this.

It is a fact that most of the donated items are not reaching the people there who desperately need them.  Children are still roaming the streets naked!  This is a real shame!

I was talking to a friend of mine this morning and she just happened to mention that she has a neighbor who is from Haiti, and she and her family were actually down there when the earthquake struck.  Her two-story home was flattened, tragically crushing her 14-year-old son and taking his life.  Two of her other children were on an upper level of the home and survived.

After she told me more of this woman’s heart-wrenching story, I told my friend about the clothing I had, and I asked her if she knew of any places that were still taking donated items for Haiti.  She told me that her neighbor was going to Haiti on Sunday (in two days) and that if there wasn’t too much, then she could probably take the items.  So I got the clothing, along with a nice pair of dress shoes that my son had also outgrown, and put them in a bag to take to her.

Then an image popped into my mind of a beautiful dress that had been hanging in my closet for over a year.  I love the dress, but I may have worn it only once because I put on some weight afterwards and wouldn’t dare wear it again until I lost the weight.  Anyway, I believe God put it on my heart to donate my “beloved” dress.  So I added that, as well.

I drove to my friend’s house and we showed up unexpectedly at her neighbor’s house.  She and her family were busy packing to take clothing and other items down to Haiti.  She told me that she wasn’t packing anything for herself — just items to give to the people down there who needed them.

When she saw that I had brought boys’ clothing, she said that she had just asked another friend if she had any clothing for boys that she could take down to Haiti.  Her friend said that she did not but that she would try to find some.  Then she looked at me, paused, and then gestured towards the bag.  I finished her thought and said, “And here I am with these.”  She said, “Yes.”

When I showed her the dress I had, she and her husband knew exactly who it would go to.  They mentioned her name and agreed that it would fit her perfectly!  I said, “Well, this is for her!”

Now I know why I waited.  Those items were especially meant for a few specific people whose lives I was to touch indirectly through only one other person … not to be passed through bureaucratic red tape and numerous hands in hopes of eventually getting to the people who desperately need them.  I know that there are a few organizations who do manage to get the donations directly to some of the people in Haiti, but there are not very many.

Haiti still needs our help!  This beautiful Haitian lady told me that many, many people are still lining up to only get fed once a day, and they are still living in tents for fear of their homes collapsing from the intermittent tremors that continue to occur.  And I’m sure countless others don’t even have standing homes to go to.  Why the Haitian government is allowing this to continue for almost 5 months after the earthquake is beyond most people’s realms of understanding.  There’s got to be something that can be done to stop this horrific situation!

As my friend and I were leaving, it started raining very, very hard.  Luckily, I had brought a giant golf umbrella with me to their house because it was raining only a little when we were walking over there.  While saying our goodbyes, the woman mentioned that there’s a saying in Haiti that when a person visits your home for the first time … and it rains, then this means that they have a good heart.  She and her husband then looked at me.  I was a little caught off guard by her words — maybe even a little embarrassed.  I just smiled and said, “Well, I’d like to think I do.”

Quite a different day!

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