I think most, if not all, missionaries or humanitarians started out their journey because of a mission or service trip to another country. I know we did, as did many/most of our ex-pat friends living in Haiti. And so, when we give advice that is contrary to what we personally did, it seems contradictory. And yet, it isn’t …
… we live in the distance, between two worlds: Our roots are stuck in America, where we grew up with privilege and ease. But our hearts are stuck in Haiti, where we get the privilege of knowing the oppressed, developing our understanding of the world’s injustices, and deepening our faith.
I have felt myself hardened lately – or perhaps burdened? We’ve seen horrors that haunt me. I didn’t know if I’d ever sleep well again …