This post is part of Bridget Chumbley’s “One Word at a Time” Blog Carnival. For other perspectives on hope see the listing here.

A mom and her son

I’m pretty sure I’ve always underestimated the importance of hope. I didn’t realize this until recently, though. In my travels I have come face to face with poverty numerous times – in the US, Philippines and India.

Experiences like that that change you. They leave a mark on your soul that changes your perspective. The immediate response is to want to provide aid and charity via feeding programs and such. Once you realize the complexities of the situation you want to provide training and resources such as micro-finance or education. In certain situations medical attention is the primary focus.

What is always needed, though, is hope. Hope that someone cares. Hope that things will get better. Hope that they will be given their chance to showcase their skills and abilities. Hope that they are not alone.

And at the end of the day that is really what we are providing. When A Home in Haiti helps build the Miriam Center in Bonneau, Haiti it is providing more than just funds for bricks and mortar. It is providing more than just a place to sleep or a place to play. It is providing a place that tells these children with disabilities, “You are important. We believe in your potential.”

What drives a mother to carry her autistic child on her hip for several hours carrying an empty container on her head? What drives her to spend the next several hours in therapy with her child, learning how to care for him? What drives her to then walk the several hours back to home with supplies in the container on her head? Is it love? Absolutely. Is it faith? I would have to believe so. But it is driven by hope.

But now abideth faith, hope and love… Yes, the greatest of these is love, but it is by our love that we live our faith. It is by our love that we can provide hope. I didn’t realize the importance of hope until I traveled to Haiti. And if ever hope was needed, it is now.

So what will our response be? “I’m too busy.” Or “You matter. Here’s hope.”

Photo by Tammy Garnes