Seventy five feet. The distance of seventy five feet is not far. Just about the same length as a basketball court. Imagine walking from one end of a basketball court to the other end. It would not take that long. Now imagine running from one end of a basketball court to the other end. It would feel even shorter. There is a significance in the seventy five feet... On September 11, 1999, I visited the World Trade Center for the first time. I was living in New York working at a childrens' ministry with a group of amazing people from all over the world. Seeing the city from the top of the towers was incredible. Some of the best three years of my life were in New York City. I never knew one day I would be standing there again, but volunteering next to the rubble of what was left. Two years later, on September 11, 2001, I stood on the top of our office building in Brooklyn and watched both towers fall. Complete shock. All these years later, it still shocks me. So many lives ...
Twelve years and 2 months ago, I was getting on a plane heading for Haiti…my new home. I never imagined the journey that God would lead me on, the heartache I would experience, the miracles I would witness, the lives that would be changed, the lessons I would learn, and the contentment I would have in knowing I was exactly where God wanted me to be. Sometimes at the end of the day, whether I am in Haiti or on vacation in the States, I sit in silence reflecting on my life. I've learned to really appreciate those moments. Living in a home full of anywhere from 15-40 boys over the years might have something to do with that! But m any times during these moments, the silence speaks volumes. It is not a silence in the sense of quiet or a noise-less environment, but a silence that whispers “Grateful”. If I could think of one word that explains how I feel most of the time, that is the word….simply Grateful. Yes, I am grateful because I have a f...