I read a statistic that totally blew me away:
The poorest country in the western hemisphere (Haiti) has the lowest suicide rate in the world!
I live in a society that tells me that the pursuit of having enough is never enough. If that’s the case then why does our country have a much higher suicide rate than Haiti? It didn’t make sense until I learned more about the people of Haiti.
A friend, who travels to Haiti frequently, recommended that I read On That Day, Everybody Ate (which is a great read, by the way!). It said that Haitian’s do not struggle with the thought of suicide because they always have hope. They cling to the hope of a better tomorrow and a better future. They eat each meal not knowing if it was their last and yet they still have hope that drives them on each day. It’s this hope that too many of us in America sadly seem to be lacking in our pursuit of having enough.
So that leaves me trying to answer this question:
When is enough, enough?
I would be interested to know what is their definition or symbol of hope? Makes me think about where I started and where I am now. Amazing!