The first Sunday that I was back from Haiti, I awoke to this poem was floating around in my head.
Visions of Haiti - Cap Haitian
Visions of Haiti sift through my head, lying here in my comfy bed.
A starving young boy out on the street
with no one to get him something to eat.
The contrast of beauty and trash all around,
for one you look up, the other you look down.
A student studying by the lamplight below,
hungry to learn, wanting to know,
how to change Haiti, it's government corrupt
I can't be the one who decides to give up.
Missionaries come and then they go,
some helping the country more than they know.
A Pastor's conference where hope is found
to change this country from being upside down.
Lord in the early morning light,
please hear my prayer to make things right.
More important than any of the changes above
is for people to know of your great love.
I pray they invite you into their life
to receive the great gift of your truth and light.
The problems are not in Haiti alone,
but around the world, even in our homes.
Lord we bow in prayer and praise
at your feet thankful we have something to eat,
It may not enter through our mouth,
but nourishes our soul through your sacrifice.
When people see me Lord, let it be your smile they see
your love shining through someone as simple as me.
Shape us and mold us in the likeness of you,
caring and giving all the way through.
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