“When I call, answer me, O my just God, you who relieve me when I am in distress; Have pity on me, and hear my prayer!” Ps. 4
Yesterday I had the privilege to visit some of our kids homes. They live in small communities, almost on top of each other, 5,6,7 in a space, some sleeping on the floor. I saw fires where women were bent over boiling water, some cabbage or other vegetable, leaves for spices. They were all so proud to welcome me, happy that I would visit them. This is all they know. They are in community. God takes care of them. I was a small spark that was visiting, sharing, praying. I think I got more out of it then they. For me, in my life experience, for what does salt serve? Is my community salt? For me, what does light signify in my life? How am I, we a community of light? I saw this community want their kids to come to us for catechesis, lessons, bread. I see light and flavor, help us all be faithful to that.
Felician Sisters of North America Mission: Haiti 