Every Christmas, a neat little blogging tradition takes places amongst many bloggers. ”Cans for Comments” promises that for every comment the blogger receives, 1 can of food will be donated to those in need.
In light of the recent disaster in Haiti, I’ve been ACHING to do something. Already, myself and a lot of my friends and local young adults are planning on starting up a mission that will occur in perhaps December, once it’s possible to get there and not be a burden… but still, what to do in the meantime?
Well, How about “Comments for Haiti.”
For every comment this blog post receives, I’ll donate $1 to Haitian Relief. Specifically, the MWTS Mission. This mission literally, in the week leading up to the earthquake got it’s first orphan for the new orphanage. They meant to slowly take them on as the orphanage was finished and they had more supplies, but that is no longer an option. They are scrounging to get everything they can…
Here’s a recent account from the mission.
“At 8 o’clock another large tremor came. We were all asleep when we heard a very loud noise. I woke up thinking we were shaking again, but instead I heard the all too familiar horn of the Ti Mack. Our truck pulled up and we all ran outside to meet everyone. The back opened, and over 80 people piled out, mostly women and children. The sight was unbelievable, person after person freed from the hell of Port-au-Prince. Everyone gathered in front of our house and praise burst forth from every mouth. People were weeping, dancing, and some, completely still. It was amazing that just two days earlier we were begging for Jesus’ mercy, crying out His name in pain, and now our voices were full of joy and thanksgiving. To see Emmanuel and the entire family was too much to handle. You look into their eyes and see the bloodshot, darkened gaze that rests there. As Michel spoke he cried. I saw Alina, whose older sister was buried underneath their house. She had been talking to everyone but she was unable to be reached before she died. I felt the sorrow for her sting me. After much prayer we all settled into sleeping spots; underneath the truck, on a pile of rocks, just flat in the middle of the ground. But it felt right, because we were all safe.”
I chose the mission because I personally know the people involved with it. Right now, the mission director and one of my fraternity brothers (who is Haitian and whose whole family is in Haiti) are heading to Mexico City to meet with some people who have access to helicopters and other things to get them and supplies into Haiti.
So, to help, all you gotta do is leave a comment on this blog (any post!), and I’ll donate $1 on your behalf the MWTS: Haiti. OH, and if you want to leave a comment of inspiration for the MWTS missionaries or for the orphans or people of Haiti they serve, you can leave it on this post and I’ll present them with the donation. As always, prayers are appreciated too!
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