The precious people of Haiti are so hungry for someone to sit and listen to them, to hear what they have to say, to lay a compassionate hand on them. They soak you in, as if unable to get enough of you. And they're sooo appreciative.
I think of Jesus's words when He said, "Inasmuch as you have done it unto the least of these, you have done it unto me." Is it possible? Is it possible that I actually encountered the living Jesus in one of my patients today? I wonder which of the least of those... was him.