Missing a Post but Not the Point: A Haiti Prayer

Spent the weekend at Chattacon (sci-fi/fantasy convention) and failed to share a Sunday Sounds post for only the second time since I started the series. I'll be back next Sunday without fail. Thanks to those who let me know you missed the music.

Today, my thoughts are more focused. My beautiful friend Sitara Haye posted the following on her blog today. How can we not be filled with gratitude today for enough?

Goddess bless Haiti and all your children there. Amen.

A Haiti Prayer
- Sitara Haye

Thank you, Goddess, that I slept in a bed last night and not on the hard ground surrounded by the rubble of my hometown. Bless Haiti and all Your children there.

Thank you, Goddess, that I did not have to stand in line for water today and that the water I had was clean. Bless Haiti and all Your children there.

Thank you, Goddess, that my ears know only the hum of traffic and the ring of the phone and not the cries of hungry children or the grieving mothers or the displaced hundred-thousands. Bless Haiti and all Your children there.

Thank you, Goddess, that my daughter’s only care this morning was a loose tooth and not a lost world, a lost family, a lost home. Bless Haiti and all Your children there.

Thank you, Goddess, that I am capable of earning the money for and purchasing my own food, that I can be reliant on self and not the food wagon and the charity of a world I’ve never seen. Bless Haiti and all Your children there.

Thank you, Goddess, for a toilet for my bodily wastes and privacy, things I take for granted until I see the squalor of a wrecked nation. Bless Haiti and all Your children there.

Thank you, Goddess, for the lesson of seeing a world pouring forth aid and for letting me be part of that help. Bless Haiti and all Your children there.

Thank you, Goddess, for a firm earth beneath my feet, unshaken and unbroken. This, too, I rarely think about, and yet, a whole generation of Haitian children will grow up with the memory of the day the earth rocked beneath them. Bless Haiti and all Your children there.

Thank you, Goddess, for internet communication that allows for swift aid organization and response and brings to my eyes the devastation so that I can have this still moment being ever so grateful for the small things which, really, are not so small at all. Bless Haiti and all Your children there.

Thank you, Goddess, for my safety and sustenance today for me and my child and my family and my friends and my community. But today, we have enough. Be with Haiti and all Your children there.

Bless Haiti.