Monday, February 22, 2010

When I'm Lost In This Land

And I Can't See Your Plan...

Right now I want to trust, but I don't see where He is going with this one.

On Saturday another group from Children Of The Promise was set to fly into Miami to be reunited with their adoptive parents. As they arrived at the airport in Port Au Prince, after several setbacks, they were verbally attacked by an angry mob. People with no information as to who they were or who the children were, started yelling and accusing them of stealing and trying to traffic the children. Eventually the police had to be called. The children as escorts were terrified!

The police forcefully removed the escorts and children from the airport and took them to the police station where they were held for several hours until the police decided to remove the children and place them in a UN*CEF camp. I want to be clear, UN*CEF did not take these children away but the children are now at their camps, and they are miserable.

It is no secret how I have felt about UN*CEF in the past... Tonight, if possible, I dislike them even more. The "camps" these children were taken to are ill-equipped to say the least. They have babies and no bottles. Infants and no diapers, toddlers with no caregivers! Too many children and not enough food. This is the place UN*CEF thinks the children of Haiti need to go. Dixie at God's Littlest Angels sits with empty beds. Children Of The Promise is filled with women who speak their language, love them purely and are sitting idle with no babies to hold. These children are being traumatized by the people who claim to care about them. If they cared they would strive to give them the very best. Living in a camp filled with disease and lacking in basic care is not the best! I can't believe people still have no idea who UN*CEF really is!

My heart is breaking, again. I didn't know the pieces it was diminished to in the days following the earthquake could break again. Yesterday I found it was possible. I didn't know I could hurt anymore. Yesterday I found I have even more to give. I am broken for the parents who were just hours from holding their babies and now have no idea what the future holds. I am broken for Maria, who would give her life for any one of them and is forced to leave them alone in that place. I am broken for those little babies, who are in another strange place tonight. I wonder if the people there even know their names...

Today, while I was hurting for them a song came on the radio that I have heard many times before. It has always been a song that reminds me of parents waiting for their adopted children to come home. Today I listened to it and made it my prayer... As we wait to hear what will happen, as you wait for your babies I pray you will worship, serve and remain faithful.

I'm waiting
I'm waiting on you, Lord
And I am hopeful
I'm waiting on you, Lord
Though it is painful
But patiently, I will wait

I will move ahead, bold and confident
Taking every step in obedience
While I'm waiting
I will serve you
While I'm waiting
I will worship
While I'm waiting
I will not faint
I'll be running the race
Even while I wait

I'm waiting
I'm waiting on you, Lord
And I am peaceful
I'm waiting on you, Lord
Though it's not easy
But faithfully, I will wait
Yes, I will wait
I will serve you while I'm waiting
I will worship while I'm waiting
I will serve you while I'm waiting
I will worship while I'm waiting
I will serve you while I'm waiting
I will worship while I'm waiting

I pray that I can do it to. Serve and worship faithfully while I sit here powerless and wait...


P.S. I am thankful God puts me in Haiti when I am needed and takes me out when I am not... I can't imagine I would not be sitting in a Haitian jail tonight had I been with that group this weekend ;)

1 comment:

I am the Clay said...

oh my! This is awful. We will be praying for these children.

Hang in there and hold on to Jesus,

gloria