I’m no expert on Haiti, earthquakes, or really much of anything for that matter. However, watching the Haiti earthquake coverage has brought some thoughts to mind.

Heartwrenching. How could anyone feel anything but great sadness for the people whose images overwhelm your TV screen? Oh my.

There’s nothing we can do about earthquakes but respond to them when they’ve happened, pick up the pieces, bury the dead, bind the wounds of the injured, and cry with those who’ve lost the people they’ve loved. But there is something that people—governments in particular—can do: be prepared. I love the fact that America is prepared. When we have disasters in America people run into the fray with their resources. Here in Tornado Alley citizens load their trucks with chainsaws, diesel fuel, and all manner of disaster recovery equipment. The national guard shows up. The president and governor talk and work out the disaster declaration—-aid comes!

Where is the aid in Haiti? Oh, I know that all manner of U.S. based charities are running toward the Caribbean. Franklin Graham of Samaritan’s Purse was on CNN tonight begging the U.S. Government to open Haitian airspace so his organization could put plane loads of aid into the country in the morning. Convoy of Hope from here in Springfield, Missouri where I live is already on the ground in Haiti. But where is the Haitian National Guard? Oh, I forgot. They don’t have one. The people in charge over the generations haven’t cared enough to educate, organize, train, and lead their citizens to build a better Haiti. As a result, simple commodities like gasoline are in such short supply they can’t even run the generators so badly needed to care for the injured. No water. No food. No tools—they are digging people out with their bare hands. Why?

For generations all manner of dictators and potentates have ruled Haiti. My guess is that—as is typical with dictators and potentates—they were in it for what they could get, instead of what they could give. There is gasoline in Haiti; to power the cars of the ruling elite. And, I’ll bet that—outside of Port au Prince—their toilets still flush.

I’m not a member of the ruling elite in the U.S. For the most part, we don’t have a ruling elite. But I am a member of the blessed, and my guess is that you are, too. Our obligation my friend is to exercise our leadership, and utilize our resources and abilities for the benefit and betterment of others. God blessed us so we could bless. We need to get our minds around that. It’s Core Value #1: It’s about the people depending on us! I have to believe a similar attitude by the rulers of Haiti would have built a country that lifted its people out of poverty and created the resources so that Haitians could participate in helping Haitians.

I think there is a spiritual component here. The philosophy of Core Value #1 (It’s about the people depending on us) is rooted in my faith. Whatever God has given me is so that I can be a channel of His blessing to others. I’m not a reservoir of blessing. I don’t contain it. I channel it to where it is needed. I’m not just talking about money here. I’m not even primarily talking about money. I’m talking about resources—-intellect, ideas, inspiration, energy, solutions, brain power, and ability. Those things are vested, I should say “entrusted” to us so that we’ll deploy them in lifting others up.

I wonder if their dictators and potentates had their countrymen on their mind when they took power in Haiti? I doubt it. Generation after generation has grown poorer and less able to help themselves because there is no sense of “us” and of “God in us” and “God for us” and “Us for God and them.” (Well, I misspeak. With dictators and potentates there is an “us” but its a pretty small circle, and if it comes to down to you and me, it’s gonna be me.)

Sanitize American history and detach it from it’s roots however you want. At the end of the day American’s rush to aid each other and the rest of the world because inherent in our DNA are Biblical Judeo-Christian values like “us” and “us as the image of Him.” We are better. Not inherently, but fortunately. We are better because our imperfect forefathers did plant seeds of righteousness in the ground from which we continue to reap a crop of blessing today. I’m grateful for that blessing and for the heritage from which it comes. I didn’t choose to be born here instead of Haiti. It was a gift to me for which I am grateful, and responsible.

I don’t know what you and I can do about Haiti. Perhaps not a lot. But we do have an opportunity to make a difference tomorrow in our workplace and communities. We’ll be wise if we recognize our responsibility to advance the ball for others and make the world a better place for the people who are depending on us.

No dictators. No potentates. Just servants using our gifts to make a difference.

Oh God, help me to be a Difference Maker.

Won’t you join me?

Not long ago I was doing some analysis of our business; no surprise during these challenging economic times. I am grateful to say that we are abundantly blessed and I am very grateful. I’m also grateful that we can help, for you see, every week there are roughly 75 people in our city who have a roof over their heads and food on their table because our company is in business (and that doesn’t include all our suppliers and vendors). This made me feel pretty good. Our business, our work, our personal risk, is making a difference in people’s lives. That’s why I’m here: to make a difference!

There is no possible way the government could ever tax me enough to feed and house 75 people.

Looks to me like capitalism is the best form of welfare.