A couple days later, I was home again, relaying stories to my husband, Mark. My husband the former Illinois Wesleyan University basketball player. "So, guess where you're going next year?" I asked him excitedly... He laughed, "Not to Haiti!"
I prayed that God would work on his heart. And God did work on his heart. God got the attention of the whole world in January of 2010 when a devastating earthquake shook Haiti, leaving hundreds of thousands dead, wounded, orphaned, and homeless. Mark did indeed go to Haiti that year in March to lead the first basketball camp in the northern part of the country.
Guess how he came home from that trip? With a heart completely broken for Haiti. Just like mine.
We talked. We prayed. We founded Hoops for Haiti.