Prayers in the dark
I was awake from 2-5am for no real reason at all. I just woke up out of a dead sleep, and my eyes stayed open for three hours.
I tried all sorts of things – reading, watching a movie, thinking about boring things, tossing and turning, changing the temperature, changing my blanket situation, moving out to the living room for awhile – but nothing worked. Thoughts were racing through my head – stress, mostly, I think.
I had a lot of heavy things on my mind last night – Haiti being the biggest. I’m a bit slow on the uptake, not having a TV; I knew that Haiti had been hit by an earthquake, but I had no idea the actual extent of the tragedy until I started reading articles and watching CNN.com videos last night.
If it hadn’t been for chemotherapy, my parents and my sister Sarah would have been in Haiti right now.
Sarah spent last summer working with Mission of Hope in Haiti, and fell in love with the people. The plan had been to take my parents back with her in January – right now. It’s a sweet mercy and a complete mystery why things happen the way they do.
These were the kids whose prayers were mine last night. It’s important for me to see their faces.