On Haiti

In an age where the cinema is perhaps overly-ripe on special effects and sensationalism, sometimes it's difficult when I see recent natural disasters on TV to think of them as real.  But, I think after spending the last seven months in a developing country, I see things differently.  In the past few days, I have felt an empathy for those people who are suffering from the earthquake in Haiti in a way that I haven't before.  I can't say that I can even begin to understand completely.  But differently, now.  And I wish that there was more that I could do for them from Kenya.

I don't bring earth-shattering analysis to the table when I say that I think experience is vital to our progression--and not only because it teaches us new things about ourselves, about our Creator, and about the world around us.  But, yet again, I've come to realize that experience teaches us how to love, appreciate and care for others more completely...in a way that we otherwise aren't capable of.

I'm grateful again today for the sacrifice of Jesus Christ, who--after experiencing all of what we have, or do, or will--understands, loves and cares for us completely.  And who can--and will--come to and comfort the people of Haiti, and each of us, in the desperate hours of our need.