Title: Haiti
Description: I think of the earthquake in Haiti as a time for miracles. Not necessarily that God suspended the laws of nature, but over and over I saw God's almighty hand at work in unusual ways, protecting me and so many others. Mission for Haiti is the cause that took me to Port-au-Prince and then to Jacmel on Saturday, January 9, 2010. When the earth shook at 4:50 p.m. on Tuesday, January 12, I was taking a stroll outside, trying to get some excercise, and had walked up the dirt road beside our house. I was approaching an iron gate when I heard a very loud roaring noise and saw the trees shaking violently. At first, I thought it was a tornado. But when the ground beneath me began moving back and forth like the ocean so that I could not keep my balance, I knew it was an earthquake. As I grabbed the iron gate to stay upright, I turned to my left and saw the second story of an unfinished house collapse right in front of me, pancake-style. Then I heard screaming and crying, so I ran toward the noise to see what was happening. - Frank Garlock, on back cover.