Haiti

Our daughter has a ministry next door to Haiti. The Dominican Republic and Haiti share an island but their existence is worlds apart. There is a mountain range that essentially serves as a natural border between the two countries. The DR side is lush and green. It's towns and villages are populated by a medium-class to a poor but vibrant people. The Haitian side manifests a poverty that defies description. The land is barren and the government, for much of its history has been plagued with corruption. Several years ago, the nation declared Voodoo as its national religion. Tonight, the country marks its second night of a meager yet mass survival. Sadly, their worse days may not as yet have happened. As we met for our midweek prayer time tonight, we started by reading emails and blogs of various Christians who tried to describe the devastation that now marks their land. My thoughts went to Jonah and Nineveh. Prayer is sprinkled throughout that brief little OT book. The prophet prays, the pagan sailors pray, and the inhabitants of Nineveh even learn to humble themselves before the Lord. No matter their background, each and every one in this small book lift their voices in prayer. As Port-au-Prince cries out tonight for help, many have cried out to the God of creation on their behalf to grant them comfort and aid. My prayer for Haiti is that the God of Scripture will show them a benevolence and redemption that their practice of Voodoo could never comprehend let alone display.