What a beautiful day, waking up to the sound of a rooster
crowing. After a delicious Haitian breakfast
complete with freshly squeezed Chedque, our group gathered on the veranda for
morning devotions. Each day we share a word for the day that best represents
how we felt about our experiences for the day: Torn, Unpredictable, Real, Fan
Fan, Trust, Joy and Laughter.
We spent the first part of the day at an Orphanage for
disabled and able bodied children. We gathered the children in a circle to sing
worship songs together. They were screeching in delight and dancing to the best
of their ability. The room was filled with sounds of pure Joy and smiles that
would brighten anyone’s day almost instantly. FanFan began singing in Creole
and the room erupted as even the nannies were rocking it out! We found that as we are nearing the end of
our week, music was a powerful way to bridge the gap while we loved on God’s
people of all ages. The language barrier no longer existed as we worshiped our
one true God. We were privileged to be
able to help feed the children using feed my starving children manna packs. How
amazing to see the food we pack as a church family being used to nourish these
children. What a blessing to see this come full circle.
After a quick snack as a team, we stopped by the water
filing station for a truck load of water. As a team we were extremely excited
to provide another truck full of clean water for City Soleil. After our
previous experience we were more confident in our expectations. As we pulled up
to the stop we could see the desperation for water. It was pure and utter
chaos. Children running by the tap tap shouting “Hey you, Blanc.” We stopped
and got out of the tap tap as the people rushed with buckets to get the water.
The children covered in black dirt, opened wounds, naked and begging for
attention. At the previous stops I played with the children and helped carry
water to their homes, so this stop I took a turn at the water hose. Our team
quickly realized this stop was not what we had experienced on Tuesday. The
people and children were pushing and shoving, shouting, pulling and yelling.
The Healing Haiti staff worked hard to protect our team. We filled over a
hundred buckets of clean water. Children were running in the water and bathing
themselves. Some were drinking from their hands. It was an aggressive
experience. It was incredibly overwhelming.
We had not experienced this much desperation earlier in the week. These
people were fighting for the water to survive. We quickly gathered in the tap tap as directed
by the staff and couldn’t help but laugh at the experience. We were filthy
dirty, soaking wet and physically and emotionally exhausted. We just looked at each
other and burst into laughter.
We are a group of 9 women. We have stepped out of our
comfort zones and left our families for a week to serve in a way we have never
served before. We have walked into rooms of sick and dying children, provided
water in extreme poverty; we have been pooped on, puked on, peed on, and drooled
on. We have been pinched, slapped, yelled at and loved on. We have rocked
babies to sleep, fed children, provided food and comfort for the elderly,
massaged tired feet, kissed many heads and worshiped with these beautiful
people. We have prayed together, shed
many tears and been able to laugh about the fact that God uses our weaknesses to
build others up. When I am weak, He is strong!
I will leave you with this passage of scripture we read this
morning…
1 Corinthians 1-3
If I could speak all the languages of earth and of Angels, I
would only be a nosey gong or a clanging symbol. If I have the gift of prophecy
and if I understood all of Gods secret plans and possessed all knowledge, and
if I had such faith that I could move mountains, but didn’t love others I would
be nothing. If I gave everything I had to the poor and even sacrificed my body,
I could boast about it, but if I didn’t love others I would have gained
nothing. 13:13 Three things will last
forever: faith, hope and love. And the greatest of these is love.
Mindy and Ashley
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