“I was hungry and you fed me, I was thirsty and you gave me a drink, I was homeless and you gave me a room,I was shivering and you gave me clothes,I was sick and you stopped to visit, I was in prison and you came to me.” Jesus
As I eagerly read the posts coming in from the Haiti bloggers, I read their words and it felt like they were my words too, even though I am worlds away. I can’t imagine what it would be like to be there. Last night I looked up at the stars, the same ones they were looking at and I wondered what they were doing, what they were seeing and feeling.
I know I would never be the same.
As I unwrap His promises today I am assured of one thing, if we call ourselves born again believers, we don’t have the luxury of not doing anything. Fear is one of the things that holds me back. I send my money to World Vision every month, happy to at least be doing something. I bring my bag of used clothes to the Hope Closet at church and I feel a nod from God. A small, warm quickening in my Spirit. And yet…….
If I were there? I know that all the words I thought I would have would be sucked right up inside me.
I pray for these who are there, seeing, feeling, touching…..being God’s own hands and feet. It is the next best thing to being there.
I lift my small offering today.
Please join me.
Photo courtesy of Facebook/World Vision
Lori's Prayer Closet 
I've been thinking about them too, my post reveals the same. So thankful for how they are inspiring all of us.
joining in prayer with you …
Yes, and yes…..Being God's hands and feet over there. I am so inspired by the other's posts from the frontlines, makes me want to do more!