Lessons from a Coup

So, as I’m getting younger (ha!), I’m doing this a bit more often than I used to, but still not as much as I should. What?

Looking back on the past and seeing what I can learn from it. Looking back on the past and seeing how God had a plan through it all.

Oh there are a LOT of things that I still don’t understand and a lot of things that I’m going to have to wait to find out until God calls me home.

But for now, let’s take a brief look back at the 2004 coup in Haiti and ask, “What did you learn from it?”

I learned that not feeling alone is a powerful thing. Knowing that I’m not the only one dealing with a struggle, knowing that someone else “gets it.” That’s the real deal. Having someone sympathize with your struggle, that doesn’t help so much. Having someone quote Bible verses to you in an effort to put a band aid on the problem – not so good. Having someone say, “I understand, I’ve been there too. Let me be with you in your pain, in your confusion, in your worry.” That’s golden.

I learned that “government bureaucrat” is not a 4 letter word. (Duh!). No, I’m not talking about the number of letters, I’m talking about using bad words to describe them.

Politicians – well, that’s another story – but I met and talked to a number of people who taught me that just because they fit the description of “government bureaucrat” does not mean that they are evil, selfish, greedy or just in it for the power.

I learned that if regular people get together and work together, they can accomplish more working as a team. Yeah, I know, that seems obvious, but it was an important thing to remember. We, a random collection of adoptive parents, did more and got more attention for our cause (our kids) than we could have individually.

That’s right, as Ann Voskamp said it, “Worry is practicing the absence of God’s presence.” Let’s unpack that sentence for a minute……

If worry is practicing the absence of God, then what is the opposite of worry? Calm? So, then Calm is being aware of the presence of God.

We, as humans, worry too much. I know I do. About a lot of things – and when we worry, it is like we’re saying, “”God, I’m not sure you can handle this…..

Sounds ridiculous when you say it, doesn’t it? But how often do we live that way? How often do we act like it’s all up to us? How often do we act like our problems are too big for God?


Let’s stop that, shall we?


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