I been running into the arms of God this week as I spend time in prayer for the people of Haiti, for there I find safety in a world that seems to spin without control or reason. The Haiti earthquake leaves the ground beneath us feeling less than solid.
Words of fellow bloggers have left me breathless, weeping and aching in unison with their pain and frustration.
Janet Oberholtzer writes Pain Hurts
Teri Lynne writes on how her daughter teaches us there is A Time To Dance
Jennifer writes about how We Shake
I thank God for the ways He is able to use us, imperfect as we are, to leave smudged fingerprints on each other's hearts. I believe that when we do so, we are reaching up and touching His heart as well.
Join Beki at The Rusted Chain and add your fingerprints.