At the top of this blog is a picture of me holding a baby named Enock. At the time, Enock was at the Abandoned Baby Unit of the Port-Au-Prince General Hospital. Enock was a name given to him at the ABU because where he came from and how came to be abandoned may never be known. When he came to the ABU Enock was about 2 years old, severely malnourished and could not walk and did not talk.
Two years later I was sent a picture of what he looks like today. He walks, talks, smiles and has made friends. Because Enock and I had somewhat of a bonding when I first saw him, Mercy& Sharing (which was assisting and monitoring everything at the ABU), took special measures to get Enock out of the ABU and into their orphanage.
It is heartwarming to know that in some small measure I pulled someone off the junk-heap of humanity and gave them a chance at life. Yes, there are so many, and too many, others. I can’t save them all. There are millions of reasons to do nothing, it feels good to have one reason to do something.
