A Quiet Week?

As I looked toward this past week it seemed on paper to be a quiet one. One big event that I had planned on attending was canceled, my meeting schedule was held to two and it seemed that I was finally gong to catch up on paper work that had been leering at me from atop my file cabinet for weeks. The week started as such but then came the disastrous event in Haiti. As the world watched in horror, we here at our Motherhouse in Sparkill were focused with a much more personal view for we were seeing the pain and anguish through the eyes of our many Haitian employees who are like family to us. The morning after the quake they began to share the stories of not being able to contact family members, not knowing the fate of their mothers, fathers or their children who had not yet come to this country. There was the worker who had lost two cousins however her niece was found alive but had lost both of her arms. That afternoon we held a prayer service for the people Haiti and especially for our Sparkill Haitian family and their relatives. There was not much more we could do but perhaps at that point nothing more powerful that we could do but pray and shed tears together, hold each other both physically and spiritually as any family would do. We are beginning a new week, stories of sorrow and joy continue to come before us from all types of media and more personally through the front door of our Motherhouse each day. We continue to pray for our sisters and brothers in Haiti but more importantly we must continue to keep them in our heart's and minds eye as they recover, rebuild and write their own resurrection story on a new page of history.