counting.

reading through my old posts from haiti are ravaging my heart in all the most wonderful ways.

i'm witnessing myself, a different self, alive over scripture.

i'm seeing the joy through the heat and the diarrhea and the worms.

i'm feeling the passionate swell of joy in my heart as i reminisce over what the Lord has done in my life.

although it is impossible to live on yesterday's Manna, it is sometimes necessary to recount it so it always serves as a reminder of the Lord's victories in and through my life. after-all, as the old adage goes: count your blessings.