On January 12, 2012 the people of Haiti mourned the second anniversary of the earthquake. Many fasted and prayed and remembered the many who died that day.
One story I recently heard was of 8 people who were inside a multi-story on a mission compound. A mother and child were able to run out of the building before it collapsed, but the husband/father was killed. A couple was in their room packing to go away when the earthquake it. The wife was asking her husband what to pack and the next minute she died as rubble engulfed her. Meanwhile, her husband was trapped in rubble, but somehow found a way to breath for the hours it took for him to be rescued. His body was crushed in several places, and yet he has made a miraculous recovery and can still walk. But his heart will never fully recover from the loss of his dear wife.
The last person who was saved in the same building was a young lady in her 20’s who now teaches at Quisqueya Christian School. As the building fell, she remembered the instructions she had learned as a child and scrambled underneath a table. It was this that saved her life. She was still badly injured and both she and the husband mentioned above were airlifted to Cuba for emergency treatment the next day after they were freed from the rubble.
In the afternoon of January 12th, I went to attend the final of an Amputee Soccer Tournament. The final game was between some of the members of the Haitian national team and another team called “Zaryen” meaning Tarantula in Creole.
The game ended in a 2-2 tie, and was decided by a penalty shootout! It was great to see all my friends on the team again.
This anniversary reminds me of how short life is and how we never know when we will die. That is why I am making Rev. 20:12 my verse for this year!
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