Haiti messed me up.  Big time.  Seeing the destruction and devastation just two weeks after the earthquake in January of 2010 was more overwhelming than I could have possibly imagined.

On top of that, I felt quite a bit useless there.  Everyone I traveled with was a nurse or doctor or engineer.  I did what…  Write?  Take pictures?  Sometimes I felt like a waste of space.

His story must be told.

But after my time walking the streets of downtown Port-au-Prince, I realized that I did have an important part to play.  Although I couldn’t start an IV drip or design a hospital building, I could tell the story of what I was seeing.  I couldn’t prescribe an antibiotic, but I could bring Port-au-Prince home to many people in the suburbs of America.

I wrote this article right as I was going through that realization.  I could bring healing to Haiti… But only by mobilizing my community back in the U.S.

Now, because of the articles we’ve written, many people have chosen to get plugged in with our partner ministries in Haiti, primarily Nehemiah Vision Ministries.

The mobilization has begun.  The voiceless are being heard.  In small but significant ways, Haiti is beginning to heal.

Huh… Maybe I wasn’t such a waste of space after all!

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About the Author: Barry is the founder and Executive Director of World Next Door. A storyteller, traveller and giant nerd, he lives to compel suburban Americans to get engaged with social justice and find their place in God's kingdom revolution. His ultimate dream is to adopt a pet monkey named Kevin.

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