The images of destruction and devastation in Japan, Haiti, middle East. My heart reflects on those still suffering in Haiti. The images of rushing water and utter destruction on by the March 11, 2011as I lay in my
Joe Anfuso: " Two nights ago I was in Haiti trying to sleep in a tent city of 15,000 earthquake victims. Suddenly, a woman began screaming, a frantic wail that went on for hours. Was it a deranged psychotic? A voodoo practitioner? A frustrated refugee cursing her fate? Next morning, a baby's cry echoed throughout the camp. The screams had come from a woman in labor, her baby a symbol of Haiti's uncertain but PROMISING future."
Song by Gungor | from the album Beautiful Things
All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
All around
Hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found in You
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
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