It's funny to me how God will quickly remind me of my many blessings just at the moment I am feeling discouraged. I guess you could say that lately, I've been feeling more discouraged than anything else. With my husband being unemployed for three months now, I have moments of doubt, worry and fear. Tonight, I was just about to ask the ladies in my Sunday school to pray for me when the people of Haiti were brought up as a prayer request. Just listening to the trials these people are facing made my own prayer request seem...rather small. As I write this from my rather comfortable sofa, my five children quietly sleep on the floor above me--each child in his/her own bed with his/her own pillow and blanket. And even if that were to be taken away tomorrow, we could easily travel in several different directions where family members would be waiting to take us in to their homes. South of me, the mothers in Haiti have nothing to offer their children and nowhere to take them. They are seeking shelter for their children in a land that has been devestated by hurricanes. If they were lucky enough not to lose their babies in the waters that currently flow 10 feet high through the Hatian towns, then they are spenindg their days searching for food and clean water. Of course help is pouring in from around the world only to be taken by the Hatian government for their own personal gain. For the Hatian mothers this very night (this night that I dare to feel sorry for myself), there is little food, little safety, little comfort and little hope. Please, as you bow your head to speak to God tonight, pray for these people with all your heart.