What Haiti is teaching me

On Wednesday, some of the girls were playing a game and I took some time to watch them.  It was a game of jacks but Haiti style ... instead of jacks they were using toothpaste caps and instead of a bouncy ball they were using a rock.  I cried.  My gut response was to get them a "proper" game of jacks (which I still may do), but then I watched them and realized these girls didn't need the best-of-the-best to have fun, they were making their own fun Haiti style.  I will admit the worrier in me wondered what does/would happen if they don't catch the rock as it falls, but I'm slowly learning that I cannot protect them every second of every day ~ instead can give them love and point them to God.  Yesterday afternoon the girls and I had a different kind of fun and painted each others fingernails (almost Donald too!).  Will definitely do this again as it was something they all enjoyed and created some special moments with them.