Earlier this week I got the bad news. I would be joining that 10% of unemployed Americans in this miserable recession that it seems like will never end. My feelings at first were mixed. The first was panic. What am I going to do? I have never not had a job and am so used to the routine of getting up in the morning to go to my place of employment to earn a living.The second was relief. Was I really happy where I was? No, not really. I started to lose myself in the day to day routine and my job became my life. I lost the major drive that brought me
to this city. I had become a kind of zombie that was in a bit of a trance mainly to just survive.The final was stage was composure. Realizing I have options and I am truly blessed. I have a roof over my head, food in my refrigerator and a support system that is never ending.
What really opened my eyes to how truly blessed I am was when on January 12, 2010 tragedy hit once again in the country of Haiti. A country that is the most poverty plagued in the western hemisphere has yet another devastating occurrence and the question is posed as to when will it end. To hear that the people there live on a mere $2 a day makes my current situation even more minuscule. To hear that men, women and children there are unable to get clean water on a daily basis makes my current situation minor. And to hear that the relief effort is stalled because of the difficult efforts to get through the destruction brings tears to my eyes. So, I pray for Haiti. I pray with all my heart that God bestows a never ending stream of blessings on this tiny country that needs so much more than I could possibly pray for.
