I have put blogging off for a while. I just graduated from college, and have been up to my ears with responsibilities. But now that summer has begun, I can start to write again.
I decided to start with the most appropriate and heartfelt, Haiti.
It was in January, that I started to read a book titled, Kisses from Katie. I would stay up late in my little bunk, with my bed lamp, reading about this inspirational woman. She was loving the orphans, caring for the poor, and had a deep love for Jesus that I understood.
I had a simple prayer that if Jesus gave me the opportunity, I would love to go and hold orphans. A few weeks later, I found out that the department of Education was taking a small team to Haiti over Spring Break. With the chaos of student teaching and etc, I forgot about it. Then a few more weeks later, I went to a young adult conference where the Lord spoke so clearly about going to Haiti. That night, I signed up.
My trip to Haiti was one of the most intense experiences in my entire life. Visiting the orphanage each day in Port-Au-Prince was so rewarding and overwhelming at times.
When you went into the nursery and sat on the floor, at least three babies would crawl into your lap at the same time, desiring to be held and loved. The children at the orphanage were so hungry for love. Your arms could never be empty while visiting the place.
To feel the heart of God in an orphanage can be quite overwhelming at times. To feel His pain for these little ones, to feel his compassion, it can be quite burdensome.
The human tendency is to turn your heart off. To not connect, to not feel. If you do this, it is easier to leave the place. It is easier to move on and live a normal comfortable life.
However, if you love deeply, you will never be the same.
The most intense times are lying in your bed, after returning from the trip. Imagining those sweet babies in my arms, holding and loving them. Those moments are what keep you up at night.
The compassion of God will move human beings to be proactive and change the world.
It has to do with the choice of whether you will numb your heart or share in the grief of the Father for His most prized possessions.
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| a face, wanting to be held forever. |
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| always enough room, even if squished. |
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| sleeping, so precious. |
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| holding on so tight. |
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| sisters. |
I am off to bed. Hoping to keep a summer of blogging.
love,
jocelyn elizabeth
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