I read early Wednesday morning about the earthquake in Haiti. At that time, no one was reporting the severity of the disaster. I went through my entire day oblivious to the tens of thousands of lives (some estimate over 100,000) that were lost. I never offered a prayer. I could not feel their pain.
I led worship Wednesday night at Crossroads, still having no idea of the magnitude of the death and destruction that had occurred on that Caribbean island. No prayers were offered for Haiti at our service. I left right after worship because I have tendinitis in the heel of my foot and it was giving me a lot of discomfort. When I got home and turned on the t.v. and begin to see the pictures and hear the reports of all the devastation, I forgot all about my tendinitis and I began to grieve. I grieve over the horrific loss these people have experienced and I grieve that I could be so unaware, so disconnected from such human suffering.
The pain in my heel affects my entire body, that's the way the human body works. It's supposed to work that way in the body of Christ as well. When one rejoices we all rejoice, when one weeps we all weep with him. This weekend at Crossroads we will pray for Haiti. This week we will send financial support. Today I weep with those who are weeping.
