Remember, oh heart, when it all began in a little hospital in Nicaragua. When I had to wrestle with heat and heart and came home changed by the experience.
Remember, oh heart, when I stepped off that plane onto the fractured ground of Haiti just 3 short months after the horrendous earthquake. When I had to confront fear and desperation on a scale I had never known and came home nearly as fractured as the ground I stood on.
Remember, oh heart, the little Guatemalan boy who followed our bus for miles with a purpose and a plan – God’s plan – which unveiled a few days later when he gave his heart to Jesus. When I had to confront my excess and emptiness and came home desperate for more of Him.
Remember, oh heart, the little girl here in my church homeless and helpless but still desperate to be the 5 year old she should be. Where I had to confront it wasn’t just “over there” but it was right here at home.
Remember, oh heart, because tomorrow you go…where waves crashed and winds blew and homes floated. And when I come home…I will once again be changed.
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