home to Jesus...

this past week was a pretty hard week. i was feeling really disconnected again and missing Haiti a lot. I finished my last week of watching George after school and have started trying to prepare to leave. its been all kinda weird emotions as i again transition to something else. its good and i am so grateful for what is ahead, but uprooting no matter where you are or where you are going can be filled with emotions. I to be honest, haven't even started packing and don't know where to begin.

however above all that, i received an email from Dorothy Wednesday afternoon while i was with George that told me 2 yr old Mackenson died just after midnight. He lived with Dorothy and everyone at Faith Hope Love Infant rescue for 1 1/2 yrs. We all loved him very much. Mackenson was a special case...and i knew i probably wouldn't get to see him again by the time i go to Haiti next. he was our miracle baby; Dorothy was always saying that. one of his biggest tasks in life was to just breathe. i know he is in a better place, but there is a hole in that house now, and he will be missed. i thank Jesus he was loved on for so long and taken care of so well there. Dorothy and everyone did an amazing job. His presence and big beautiful brown eyes...ah sweet sweet child...you are at peace now, not fighting for a breath of air. Praise God for you little Mackenson.

i am burdened because of what he represents to an extent...precious children should not have to be so malnourished and deprived of what they needed from the get go that they cant live to see their 3rd birthday. pray for the world as people like Dorothy fight so that children can be loved on and fight for life.

keep them all in your prayers. thanks.