Last week I had a moment. On an unusually warm winter morning, while walking around the frozen reservoir near our home, I heard a loud “CRACK!” I looked out over the water wondering what happened, when I heard another “SNAP!” from several hundred yards away. Suddenly, a roar rose up from the distance and, like an oncoming train, I watched and listened as the ice fractured from across the pond, creating a giant crevice that shot toward me.
Like so many of you, I've watched the earthquake devastation in Haiti this week with a heavy heart. It's tragic to witness so much pain and easy to feel so helpless. While donating money is important, it just doesn't feel like nearly enough.