This morning I was reading an amazing story of a man named Wismond Exantus who was rescued 11 days after the earthquake in Haiti.  He was trapped in a hotel grocery store buried under 20+ feet of debris.  His brothers had convinced a Greek rescue team to come to the site after being able to hear his voice.  (Most “rescue  missions” have been haulted now.)

What touched me the most while reading this story were the beautiful words that Wismond Exantus said about his ordeal — “It was God who was tucking me away in his arms. It gave me strength.”  Amazing!  Praise the Lord!