The story of Roger and Jeanette of Haiti

Tuesday January 12th, 4:53 p.m.

oger rushed to the bank to look for his wife, Jeanette. He never gave up hope and never left her side, night upon day, digging on his own, then joined by his neighbors (some actually searching for cash among the ruins).

On Sunday, she was at last located among the piles of concrete and debris, alive. Television coverage of the search and rescue shows emotion playing across Roger's face, telling a story of fear, longing and devotion.

Once she was finally located, a British journalist offered her water. However, her fingers broken, Jeanette had difficulty grasping the water she so desperately needed. There, still trapped among the wreckage, she spoke to Roger:

“Even if I die, I love you so much,” she said.

Members of the Los Angeles County Urban Search and Rescue Team were called in to extricate her from the concrete and steel that surrounded her. Her rescuers were finally able to free her after she had spent six days covered in rubble and dust. She sang as she was pulled from the destruction around her. She sang to those gathered around, "Don't be afraid of death." She gave thanks to God.

fter seeing the story of Roger and Jeanette on the fundraiser "Hope for Haiti," it now stands out from all the others that have grabbed my attention these past ten days, offering no small measure of hope among so much sorrow.

I am left feeling awed and humbled.