Today was a hard day for me. I think the adrenaline is starting to lessen and I'm crashing emotionally a little. It has been an adrenaline filled week cram packed with a lot of emotions that I haven't had time to process because of the pace that we have been keeping. As I write this, Lance is packing his personal carry on bag and we're washing his clothes. I just cut yards of ribbon for him to take to tie in any little girl's hair that he comes in contact with. (Before you think awww how sweet of you, it wasn't my idea. Someone we've been talking to who was there when the earthquake happened suggested it. Great idea isn't it?)
Lance spent all day organizing supplies and packing trunks and suitcases. It is AMAZING how much people have given! And his hometown has raised $6000!!! In just 3 days! This is a town of 2500 people. I am overwhelmed. Seriously overwhelmed. God is good.
Tonight, when Lance got home, he was showing me the backpack and other personal supplies he bought for the trip. The kids were playing around us. Hope and Emma were climbing all over us. They were enthralled with an USA flag/bandanna that he bought to take. Hope was folding it and then looked up at Lance and this is what came out of her precious little mouth..."Daddy, when I get to be a teenager, can I go to Haiti and help God and you?"
There is no more to say. How can I top that? Precious child of mine.
Camp Siloam Part Two
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