THOUGHTS FROM BETH

Posted: July 15, 2010 in Uncategorized

 

Here we are six months after the earth shook Haiti and our world.  Just now we are starting to slow down a little, let go of the adrenaline that has kept us going, and breathe a bit.  Crisis mode has past and here we stand in the rubble trying to go forward.  Now we have to live.
We all put our normal lives on hold.  No seeing the grandchildren, no time away from Haiti, no evenings at home reading a book (although John still squeezes book reading in during the night while the rest of us sleep), no down time.  Dokte Jen has become the person with the most frequent flier miles known to American Airlines with her trips back and forth.  Her love and relationship with the patients is extraordinary.  We wait for the return of friends stuck stateside.   Here we are at the six month milestone.
We are pretty far along in the care of our patients.  Prosthetic legs are made and working on fitting well and becoming comfortable.  Land is being bought and houses are being built.  Long term patients futures are being discussed.  What to do about the teen moms who made Heartline Hospital their home and now have no other home to go to?  Complicated.
What we didn’t plan on is that a hospital would become a community, a family, a place of refuge after the healing.  Who could have predicted we would love these people who ended up at our trauma center so much?
The earthquake was a terrible thing and the clean up will outlast my lifetime I’m sure.  It cost many their lives and cost many their lives as they knew them.  On my morning runs I check out the clean up of a hotel that fell.  Cars smashed in the parking lot.  Cement everywhere.  I watch as each day the mess takes on a different form.  I wonder how this space will ever be cleared.  At one point I could smell death again, a reminder to the living that so many bodies are still trapped under the rubble.
But here we are privileged to work with the living.  The living who lost family members, homes, possessions.  I see them laugh at John’s antics, argue and banter back and forth with each other.  I see the boys tease the girls.  I see them love and care for each other in a beautiful way.  I see them steal moments alone on the roof top where they must cherish their memories of loved ones lost and let themselves feel the sorrow.
Any natural disaster is a terrible thing that seems to change and take life in a random way.  Yet, here we are allowed to be part of all this, privileged to be in a place where we can help.  Not random at all that we already live here and could step up to the plate and be a little part of what makes Haiti heal.
As the adrenaline fades and moments of silence set in I feel enormously privileged to be part of all this.  I see heroes every time I walk in the hospital gate.  I see the Lord and HIs faithfulness at every turn.  Shaken but not broken.

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