As I began flying medical supplies into Haiti shortly after the 2010 earthquake, I was taken back by the extreme poverty. My heart was broken by the need I saw…and the need we continue to see. We are so fortunate to live where we do and have the resources, as Americans, we take for gra
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Why was I born in Iowa and not in Haiti? What is my responsibility as a Christian to care for the orphans, widows and poor and how can I make a difference? The orphans in Haiti had parents with the same goals and aspirations for them as I have for my grandkids. How can I close my eyes to this? The help we take into Haiti is a life-changer for them. To think that one truckload of corn can build a home for a family that is living under a tarp with no clean water or food, that is an amazing thing.
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