These last two weeks have been the biggest emotional rollercoaster for me.  I don't remember a time in recent memory quite like this.  Or my mind has blocked it from my memory...not sure which.
At any rate, the earthquake happened on Tuesday, January 12.  It seems like the whole world jolted.  I was scheduled to leave for Haiti on January 19 to serve for three weeks.  I had already taken the time off, and was suddenly left without a lot to do.  Strangely reminiscent of of June 2008, when my mission project with Brazil was canceled, and I was left without a clear job of any kind. 
On Monday, January 18, I received a phone call asking if needed, could I leave at a moment's notice to assist with travel and care of children entering the US from Haiti.  Of course I could do that!  So I packed a backpack for myself and stuck it in the car, for "that moment".  Needless to say, my adrenaline was ready to go right then.  
I woke up Tuesday morning and prayed that God would use that day for his glory, for his purpose.  I realized by Wednesday the 20th that watching Facebook for changes on adoptive parents' statuses and hitting refresh on CNN and FoxNews wasn't exactly part of God's plan for me.  And I had to get out, and well, DO something.
On Wednesday, I spoke to about 350 students at the school where I used to teach.  I talked about these children in Haiti, and how they need help to rebuild their orphanage building, so that they can live inside again.  The school had a jeans day on Friday, and raised over $7000 for the orphanage!  Praise God!
I spent a lot of time updating people of the situation between the US and Haitian governments in releasing the children to come home to their adoptive families.  I spent a great day with a new friend helping people in St. Louis...and yet, the phone call didn't come.
Then on Sunday, January 24 the call came.  At 4 pm the previous day, about 80 children had landed in Orlando, Florida.  By 9 am the next morning (Sunday) only about 8 had been released to the care of their parents.  The volunteers were exhausted, and more children were being expected at the airport.  I got on a plane with my friend Dawn at 3 Sunday afternoon, and flew to Orlando.  Through contacts of friends, we were picked up at the airport and driven to the smaller airport where the children were being processed.  Dave, our chauffeur, was a God-send.  Without hesitation, he offered to help.  And thus the tapestry of people in my life who are willing to serve just had a new thread added!
We arrived to help around 7:30, and immediately began to hold children, play with them, whatever needed to be done.  Around 2:30 am, all of the children from the House of the Children of God were released to leave with their parents.  All except 2.  And then an hour later, 80 more children arrived.  And the care began again. 
Monday was a long day.  Little sleep, being in a room inside an airport that is essentially considered "no-man's land" by the US government, and children developing diarrhea make for an interesting day.  Around 9 pm we were released to leave, since our plane of children had not arrived.
We found out that the children's files are in the US embassy in Port au Prince, but the Haitian government now wants to issue exit documents for each child leaving the country.  And they continue to hold the files of the children from my orphanage.  No flights Tuesday, no flights today.
And this afternoon, it all kind of hit me.  I have been blessed every single step of the way.  An amazing family is keeping me at their home right now.  The second oldest girl has given me her bedroom.  I am making great new friends, and yet, I am having a pity party for myself right now?
Uh uh, no way, I don't think so.  I took a nap and I'm regrouping.  I WILL use this time in a way please to God.  Melissa, my gracious hostess, suggested I use this time to educate people on how they can help, not just now, but in the future.  That right now, it seems like the fields are ripe for harvest, a harvest of willing and able servants. 
I know this post is all over the place, and I have so much more to share, but this is going to have to be it for today.  I want to tell you about Lamentations chapter 3, and about Psalm 107.  So stay tuned.