on GOING.

For some reason my heart has been rocked by the devastation in Haiti currently. A 7.0 earthquake hit the capital, Port-Au-Prince, yesterday afternoon, the largest earthquake that has hit them in over 200 years. To quote news broadcasts, "the country was ill-prepared for this disaster". An estimated 3 million are estimated to be affected by this quake. Now, genereally my heart would go out in prayer to situations like these, but today my heart is saying GO, GO, GO.

I really have never before had such a compelling desire to go. I want to go be in the dirt and debris with these people. Help them search for loved ones. Sing with them in the street at night (as they have reportedly been doing). I want to tuck little ones in at night, who have no idea where mommy or daddy might be.

I want to hug this woman, and weep with her for the plight of her country.

As I have searched the internet for "ways to help," the overwhelming option is monetary aid. Why? I hate feeling constrained. It has compelled me to ask myself "why am I not ready to go?" There are so many options out there...placing yourself on disaster relief volunteer databases, being a part of Salvation Army and other relief organizations, even if by association. But I'm not. Therefore, I'm not ready. And it pains me. I am ashamed that when the Spirit compels me, I am constrained by my options. Maybe, by a miracle of God, my church will announce a team that will organize for this purpose. Or maybe, I will get up the guts to really consider making this heart cry a reality and proactively seek some information. Right now, that seems scary. Just being honest.

Pray for Haiti. And if you can, GO.