Lisa Harper

I got written into a story of a...

precious little girl who was a crack addict and gotten pregnant, spent Christmas that year in a crack house.

And I was bringing that baby home and it just fell apart at the 11th hour.

And right after I lost that, two weeks after I lost that baby, I got a phone call from a friend that I hadn't seen in years.

And she had heard through the Nashville Grapevine that I'd lost this baby at the 11th hour and

And she said, Lisa, I don't know if you have the bandwidth to pray about this, but I just got home from Haiti.

And she was not on an adoption trip.

She was there trying to help build a commercial kitchen to feed the kids in this village.

But she said, while I was there, one of the young mamas died of AIDS.

and left behind this baby girl, and she's really, really sick.

And she said, I was in the hospital when the doctor came out, and there's nobody in that family to care for this little girl.

And she said, while I was sitting there, and the doctor said, do y'all know anybody in a first world country, because this child's going to need some pretty serious medical intervention, who'd be willing to step into this story, because she may not ever make it out of Haiti, and she's not even in a crash yet.

And this friend of mine, I'm not trying to be silly, but this particular friend of mine is in a church where you sit on your hands.

She's not giving the signs and wonders.

I'm kind of Baptocosta.

She's not quite as wiggly as I am.

But she said, as I was sitting there, and again, she was just there for three days.

She was with the people who drove the woman to the hospital.

She said, the Lord just as clear as a bell in that ER room in Port-au-Prince said, Lisa Harper is supposed to be that little girl's mama.

And she said, Lisa, I'm not trying to strong arm you, but I would be disobedient.