Praying For the People of Haiti
I open my eyes this morning
Thank God for my warm bed
And pray for the people of Haiti
I walk with a friend before sunrise
through wooded streets and beautiful homes
And I pray for the people of Haiti
I turn on the shower to feel the hot water
on my healthy body
I take half as long as I usually would
And I pray for the people of Haiti
I put on clean clothes
Kiss my husband
and wake up my girls
From their safe, quiet night of sleep
And I pray for the people of Haiti
I search through boxes and boxes of cereals
And pour them a bowl,
giving only what I know they will eat
And I pray for the people of Haiti
As they rush around before the bus comes
Not as organized as I would like them to be
I help them get ready without raising my voice
And I pray for the people of Haiti
The errands I “have to” do today can wait
I Force myself to watch a scene of
a mother crying next to a tiny body on the street
And I pray for the people of Haiti
I walk around my house turning off the lights,
drink a glass of clean water I would usually take for granted
and do the laundry I usually complain about
And I pray for the people of Haiti
I send a text message to donate
I vow to take nothing for granted today
Even though I know I will
And I pray for the people of Haiti