Sometime when you’re in an airport, observe the difference between passengers who hold confirmed tickets and those who are on standby.
The ones with confirmed tickets check their smart phones, chat with their friends or sleep. The ones on standby hang around the ticket counter, pace, drink coffee and pace back and forth some more. The difference is caused by the confidence factor.
If you knew that in fifteen minutes you would have to stand in judgment before God and learn your eternal destiny for the life you lived, what would your reaction be? Would you sip coffee and pace back and forth?
Would you say to yourself, “I don’t know what God’s going to say to me. Will it be ‘Welcome home, my child,’ or will it be ‘Depart from me. I never was able to get to know you?’”
AS A WELL-SPENT DAY BRINGS HAPPY SLEEP, SO A WELL-USED LIFE BRINGS A HAPPY DEATH!
NOTHING IN THIS WORLD CAN SATISFY MY SOUL LIKE JESUS DOES!
Please keep the people of Haiti in your prayers and in your thoughts. The city of L’Asile, 11 miles from the epicenter, was especially hard hit by the recent earthquake. Half the city of 52,000 people has crumbled and the rest is severely damaged. Churches, schools and hospitals have been destroyed. The water supply is contaminated. The streets have become impromptu tent cities.
Alvena Volette Dormistoire is a 29-year old mother who stood in front of her crumbled house and pointed at the broken remains of a wooden highchair. Last Saturday morning she was fixing breakfast for her twin 13-month-olds – her girl, Nael and her boy, Mael – when the earthquake hit. She was holding Nael in her lap. Mael was in the highchair. A cement wall fell and crushed his skull.
“I could only hold one of them in my arms, you know,” she said. “And he was in the chair. Then everything started moving and falling. It happened so fast. There was nothing I could do.” Today Alvena could barely move. She had an open gash on her leg and scabs on her shoulders from her frantic attempts to unearth her son. Neighbors came, moved blocks of cement and buried Mael in a shallow grave. A local doctor gave her a pain pill, but he had no antibiotics. Nael also suffered head trauma. The local hospital had collapsed and a local clinic had few supplies.(Anthony Faiola, the Washington Post)
The lawyer wanted to justify himself, so he asked Jesus, “And who is my neighbor?” (Luke 10:25-37)
How You Can Help the People of Haiti
Your immediate support is critical in this time of crisis.
- To donate online, please visit: www.foodforthepoor.org/givehaitinow2
- To mail a donation, please send to
Food For The Poor
Attn: Trichina Chue
6401 Lyons Road,
Coconut Creek, FL
Check Memo: Earthquake SC 131369