For more than a few years I have heard my friend Linda speak of Haiti. Going to Haiti. Her Haitian would-be brother, Olivier. Her mom cooking masses of food at the orphanage. Holding the kids. Even using my suitcase to fill with old clothes to leave behind. It seemed out of reach to ever have him here. Now, in the midst of the time when most of the world seems to be falling apart at the seams there is also hope. 54 hours after the earthquake rocked Haiti – her brothers are home – the system that had been holding things back tore open. I heard another story like this today at work during devotions, a young girl, on the ground in the states. These stories give hope and reassurance. They are God’s promises in action – never leaving, never forsaking.

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