Hope does Float.........

Today I was walking to Gennie's bus stop to pick her up when Sam asked me to hold him. He is 5 and does not do this very much anymore. I picked him up and he wrapped his arms and legs around me and held on for life. I stood there on the side of the road holding my little boy so tight and could not help but think about Haiti. I cannot get it out of my head. The total devastation. The fact that I can hold and snuggle with my darling son. The fact that so many cannot. And their babies are just as important to them as mine are to me. I don't feel hopeless about Haiti, though. I think the response has been overwhelming. It seems to have galvanized people. Reminded us that aside from being Democrats or Republicans, Baptists, Catholics, or Atheists......that we are humans, and we are here to ultimately love, support, and take care of one another. If we don't, then who are we? What good are we? I have heard that the post office is sending boxes 50lbs and under to Haiti for free. I am going to put something together with my children. Tomorrow, we will make a small monetary donation to the Red Cross. And, we will pray. But the business of 2 hands says much more than the prayers of 2000. We should give Haiti both. Prayers are precious, and appreciated, I am sure. But the physical act of doing something helps me. I feel so ready to go! But I am in no posistion with no money and no passport. So, we will send a box of towels and blankets along with a bubble of prayer. And I hope there is a Mama who has her 5 year old child safe in her arms tonight. I hope people are finding their loved ones and holding on for dear life. I hope for Haiti. I hope for us, the human race. I am seeing us come alive. Coming out of our petty ickyness for a huge and overwhelming cause. My very humble prayers are with the Haitians and their loved ones, and with the rescuers. Good Night.........