Do you know how small the world really is?
I sit in the middle of the newsroom of the Kentucky Enquirer. I hear reporter, Mark Hansel, talking about two men who went to help an orphanage in Haiti. It’s quite a story. I didn’t stop working to hear what he was telling our assistant editor, Dave. Today I open the nky.com website and there is the story.
http://nky.cincinnati.com/article/AB/20100129/NEWS0103/1300358/NKY+men+recount+Haiti+work
What is fascinating is that in these weeks following the Haitian tragedy, I have had the photo album of the trip laying out on my desk. I look at the photos and pray for the children. I pray for Ernie, the man who ran the place. I couldn’t remember the name of the orphanage. I searched for it on the Internet. I wondered what happened to the people there.
As I said, all I can do, like most of us here in the United States and the world, was pray. I donated money, sure. But the feeling of helplessness left with the prayers. One thing I know for sure is that prayer is a strong force. Maybe I couldn’t be in Haiti to help. Maybe I couldn’t remember the name of the orphanage or all the names of the children. But, God knows their names. God is there. When I am not physically present, I can be spiritually present. In my prayers I prayed for the orphanage. And here, in the story are two men that God did have there to help. Men who were capable of doing what I could not.
I also find it an amazing little miracle that God would “connect these dots” for me while helping the children through these men.
These are the moments when I really cannot doubt that there is a being/power greater than myself who connects us as one. It’s really remarkable. Isn’t it?