Haiti Updates

Today we set up a large overhead tent and I spent the whole day organizing
our medical supplies. We received a new supply of donations today. It was
quite overwhelming but we finished! It looks SO wonderful and *organized!! *I
love it.

Today we learned that the director of the small local Food for the Poor Hospital will take over the management of it with the government and begin charging patients. All of the volunteer nurses who have become good friends of Katrina are leaving. They came to her today saying that they know of a location where they want to set up a mobile hospital with 2 Haitian doctors. But they have no supplies. Katrina went with them today to learn more about it. If all works well, we will be the channel to give them with our readily donated medical supplies and even augment their service with bringing in full medical teams every week.
Several praise reports of the day: We were giving formula to a 24 day old baby who’s mother is in the hospital, but we used our last can of formula to give them. Sarah had been visiting her every day for a few days.

The family had no money for formula and was trying to feed the child baby food. I had the idea yesterday, and today I saw my friend MariNoel (the 19
year old mother who had the very emaciated baby Jude who she gave for adoption in the States) and asked her if she would be willing to nurse this baby. She said yes!! We found a wet nurse! Praise the Lord!!!

The two French men happened to find an American run clinic here in Carrefour that provided them with a bus to transport patients. They drove a woman who was hit by a truck before the earthquake and re-injured by falling blocks in the quake, to the airport where she was flown to Miami for better care and surgery. In total they transported an estimated 15 people with deep wounds, broken bones and much more. They also treated many wounds. Today I revisited Nadelsia, a ~15yo girl who had a 103 plus temperature for 3 days, not eating at all. It is my 4th or 5th time seeing, praying, and treating her. Today was the first day: She was Smiling!! and NO FEVER!!!! Praise the Lord!!!

There are more updates, but the teams have not returned to report them yet. I will include them tomorrow. Keep praying for  Miracles! and things to fall into perfect place for a hospital, teams, doctors and continuing improvement of efficient care and transport for the masses.

-Sabrina

food for the poor hospital

The medical division of Leglize Kay an Kay (House to House church) is now organized into 4 areas:
1. Scouting (headed by Katrina) of new tent cities to find the needs, searching out those who need transport to the hospital and other needs, such as someone to help a woman with a broken arm bathe everyday.
2. Small mobile …medical teams going out into tent cities providing first aid and basic medical care.
3. Transportation for those critically ill to a hospital with surgical and other advanced capabilities
4. Home based clinic treating and referring those who come to us.

Our future goals: bringing larger teams in for setting up mobile a mobile hospital, a midwifery clinic, and possibly resourcing to start a hospital.

Today we sent out several mobile teams. Sarah revisited an 23 day old baby who’s mother is gone in the hospital and has not been eating. We are attempting syringe formula feeding and trying to find a wet nurse. I revisited Leo, a man with a damaged wrist and hand who I had all the children around pray for him. I had been looking for him for 3 days. He is doing so much better!! I has no pain, much improved movement, and great healing! Praise the Lord! Those are two of the many. Katrina re-visited an emaciated girl who had not eaten since the earthquake. She was severely depressed. She has been feeding her electrolyte fluid, encouraging, and praying for her every day. Tomorrow we will have the Dr. come to see her. Another girl who was also hadn’t walked or eaten in 8 days today was walking and laughing with light in her eyes! Just now we returned from the hospital. The nurses came and got Katrina. Someone dropped a man off at the hospital (which closes around 4) who is around 70, skin and bones, burning up with a 102.7 temp, and looks awful. We prayed for him with a large group and gave him medical care. He may have cancer, aids, tb or something else. Tomorrow morning we will take him to the hospital.
–Kendra

Haiti Earthquake Survivors from Larre on Vimeo.

This is a powerful testimony of what happened from a missionary who was on the ground. It is worth the watch.

Dear Restoration Family,

Greetings from Sabrina on behalf of the Haiti Family in Carfour! I finally have a free few minutes to sit down and write a full update letter. Seth and Doyle left this morning, and Dr. Patrick left this afternoon. Seth left the wonderful laptop in my stead with the role of updating the States. We had a meeting this afternoon with JaiPaul, Ricardo, Katrina, Mike and I discussing where we are with things and what the theorized plan is (Rodney & his family and Larissa JUST arrived so we’ll see how this sitting and typing goes now.)

Here’s what we discussed.

Updates:

1. We have finished the sheet metal perimeter of the cleared land over what was the Francois house.
2. We now have several camping tents set up inside on a tarp for sleepers, one medical supply tent, an open tent, and an area with a tarp draped over and chairs under. There is a functioning outhouse and “shower” there. (I used the gravity functioning tube shower the other day and felt like a queen!).

3. Katrina and I have been going out into the tent cities and streets treating the wounded and sick with whomever medical people are currently with us. Katrina has been working intensely to transport those in criticalneed to the hospital.
4. Food for the Poor Hospital:
There is a local small hospital called Food for the Poor (within a 10 minute walk). It lost all of it’s OR, lab, and supplies in the quake.  It is chaotic to say the least. Today I myself attended a meeting with the director and two others. We are still evaluating how involved we want to be with the hospital.  If you know of a team of men who are ready to come help
tear down rubble and rebuild a hospital, who have Creole translators, and who can bring extra money to pay for the supplies and pay the Haitian workers, please contact me.

Our Estimated plan as of now (before meeting with Rodney),

1. Set up (real) plumbing and the bathroom for the compound. Followed by pouring a concrete floor. Rebuilding a house is not a priority right now.
2. Our MAIN focus is helping the community with giving them:
1) Relationship, encouragement, and ministry
2) Tarps
3)Food
4)Medical attention

Needs:
1. Food to pass out
2. A Vehicle solely for transporting people to the hospital
3. Tarps to pass out

Example of a day:
Today Ricardo drove Seth and Doyle to the hospital while we took 10 U.S. pastors around to the tent cities with Michael Labady to see the need so they can better give. They plan to send food. Our medical people and others
went to Food for the Poor hospital to try to help run it. Katrina went out with a few to seek “the least of these” who are overlooked with desperate need for medical attention in the tent cities. I stayed here to see those who come to our door needing treatment and organize. Others in our camp went out on medical walks to treat and find those who need transport. Men did more work on the base with a new shower. Through the well we pumped out free water (a very precious commodity) in the street. (I walked to one of my known tent cities and called out to everyone “Vini! Genge dlo la! Vini!” *Come, have water there, come! *The mother’s eyes lit up and they flocked in a massive line to the street. It  was great! I have revisited this camp every day for a while to re-check some sick that I have treated. They know me by
name now. I can hardly walk down the street without getting someone call “Sabrina!” every 10 seconds. I love it. Someone brought soccer balls and Lindsay and JaiPaul were just playing in the street with the Hatians. I can hear another group of singers praising God in the distance. Monday we had quite a good sized aftershock there scared everyone again with memories and fear. Shortly after we heard singers. The sound grew into a hoard of people walking the streets of the city  saying “It is by the grace of God that I am alive! Hallelujah!” Ricardo says, “People are turning to God, whether they know Him or not.”  Most everyone that I ask to pray for is very accepting and many say they are Christians. But the issue runs deeper, the culture, the values, issues with selfishness, greed, and standing by while the  man who sleeps next to them with a broken leg cannot get to the hospital. Maybe something is happening. It’s too early to tell. Last week we still heard the witch doctor preaching through a loud speaker to some crowds. But Pastor Eddie (a good friend of the Smokers’ and Francois) said that there were demons there that said it was all lies (!).
There are good things happening, because of our team people will keep their limb, not suffer systemic infiltrating infection, and received prayer and encouragement for their suffering heart. The emotional trauma is as damaging
as the physical. Yesterday I saw woman at the F4TP hospital again and one pregnant woman told me she had bleeding after the quake. She was never hit or hurt, she was sitting in a car and debris fell on top and crushed the driver. She watched him die. She said since then her heart is racing and she has abdominal pain. Every time she feels the earth  move she is so scared. She began to cry in my exam room. Through a translator I prayed for her and did what I could. It is sad. Another boy “Wood” had to have his arm amputated, but that is least when you know that he is now an orphan  because of it all.

I know this is long, but there is so much going on here. One day feels like a week! And there is always new people coming and going and things changing. I will now send an update every evening.

Orevwa! Bonnuit!

-*Sabrina *(on behalf of all of us at Haiti Family Carfour)

John Fussle is a guy who has been flying to Haiti and back almost non-stop since a couple of days after the earth quake.  He is an amazing man working with those in contact with Haiti Family Ministries in the Midwest.  This is his update as of 1-25-09

Take two: I had my notes for the update today, However because my pack was in a place with lots of access, I found it searched through and many items missing.  The last pages of my journaling are by far the greatest loss.  So I start again…

Another Great night,  I was worried because of the issue we would have if it decided to rain.  As clouds began to form over Haiti, I could feel the intensity of the prayers as I joined with them to send the rain to the Dominican Republic so they would be watered and our wells would be filled!  But I was put to sleep as we all were while Sabrina sang Andy Anderson and the rest of us on the roof our nightly lulaby.  The night before is was Doyle and Ricardo… that was a real treat! ;0)

We had a very unusual wakening this morning.  There was a tremor, not just a small one either.  It felt like some one was shaking the bed to wake you really hard, but I was on concrete.  I jumped up and called out to Doyle, Andy and Sabrina.  Doyle and Andy laughed at me and Sabrina had her stuff down stairs so fast she was a blur.  I was not really afraid until that.. and after that I was second guessing everything. Talk about a mind shiftt. I had a little insight into why the Haitians wont go back to their homes.

So we got up and did the usual morning routine: treat the water, brush your teeth, get some coffee, read, pray and journal.

Today we went back to the hospital to get stuff again and we had the truck.  The plan was to get the hospital started and then take the truck out to look for the wounded so we could bring them to care. It’s a good plan!  We jumped up in the truck and I was driving. Driving in a third world country is an experience.  One that I am glad to have, but wow talk about drive it like you stole it.   So we made our way around, to the hospital, then we were on our way out.  At that time I was backing out of the hospital, which was tricky, and there was two way traffic plus street vendors and all sorts of stuff around, and in all the confusion… I missed the break for the clutch and rolled the truck back in to a vendors wares.  I knocked them all over the street!  It seemed like everyone in the whole world was laughing at me.  I was too.  Just not the vendor.  Nothing broken and nothing hurt we were quickly back on our way with one less burned heavy.. MY PRIDE!

We made our way to the village under the bridge, it was a special place very poor, even by Haiti standards. We walked in and the first thing we seein a 350+ lb pig and some cows under the bridge.  I would have never expected to see them there, but there they were! Are first connections was two young pregnant girls, teens and one was with a baby already.  They looked good but MIke wanted to give one some vitamins so we did and went in deeper.  We came on a tent colony, smaller by there was a girl there who had not had a full meal in 15 months.  That was not earthquake related, she had surgery that long ago and just never got better.

We worked out a way to get her the right kind of food and follow up by Kartina and we prayed for her.  Some of the crew who had just come in the day before were there and prayed with us and it was really a powerful time.  We could feel the presence of God in this dark place that was just down the block from the Voodoo temple.

After that I got this great video of a man who was telling the story of what they were experiencing:  Watch this.

And the last stop we made that morning was with Ruben.  Ruben had a compound fracture in both of the bones in his shin.  Very painful. We found him by accident, and Katrina was so excited. As we walked into the area that he was living with his family there were ruins, that had sheeting over them and an open charcoal fire and some chairs where his mom and sisters were reading their bibles.

One of the sisters were praying when we walked in and I just could feel that she was praying at that time for he brother to get help.  Then we showed up.  We rushed him to the hospital for an x-ray.  The young man had been laying there for about two weeks.  His whole left side was swollen when we had to move him he screamed in pain like I have never heard. We had to do with out a stretcher of any kind because one was not available.  That would have killed me right there.  However this tough man lives!  We took him in and then we had to move him again to a different hospital because we didn’t have the surgery center to help him.  At the airport there is a Miami University Medishare program where people have been taking a lot of the broken bones and major injuries.  There are hopitals set up all over Haiti, but Mike knew we needed to go to this one.  The problem was that it takes two hours to get there in the middle of the day.

We made the trip and set up the family with that doctors.  But here is the real deal.. We made the trip tp the airport not knowing exactly where the hospital was.  SO we get to the main teminal of the air port and there is Partick doc who had been staying with us but had jut taken off for a few days and we had no idea where he was and he just happened to be walking out when we were puling up.  Praise God!

He took us to the hospital, and as we are pulling up to it the Haitian Doc that Mike knows is walking out the door.  Hows that for miracle #2 because this doc got him in with his x-rays in less that 5 minutes!  After that Patrick told us That the pilot who has been flying supplies down was waiting to be picked up so we went and scooped him up.

There was a gas shortage with the plane gas and he didn’t have enough to get back to the states, or even to an airport close by, so Michale labady worked it for us to borrow some gas from another pilot and we were able to set him up to go out in the morning.

God worked so much today that I just saw his hand every where we went.  I didn’t see any flashy miracles, but I saw God working all day long.  I am amazed at the awesomeness of God and his plan that leads us to the right place and the right time.

“He leads me beside the still waters and restores my soul” Ps. 23

Day 3

I started my day today with a usual occurance, I had the best coffee in the world.  Starbucks, I am sorry I need you to get this recipe if you want that title.  This coffee is amazing, and fresh bread that we use to dip in the coffee is just as fantastic.  after the coffee and the bread I did some wash.. By wash I mean I washed my clothes in a mixing bowl with hand soap.  That makes me not want to wear more than one outfit every couple of days.  I really take my wife and her laundering for granted..having clean socks is a must.

I slept on the roof last night.  It was so nice to be up in the cool of the night with all the stars.. this country is so beautiful, I can see parts of the bay from the roof and the mountains that surround Ricardo’s camp in the low country.  I have said this before I can’t beleive the stark contrast in devistation and the natural beauty.

Today we went to a Small hospital, food for the poor, I think it is a Catholic Mission but I am not sure.  The issue is the hospital is in dis order the haitian docs are overwhlemed and the need is greater than they can supply.  As we got there our superstars the Dynamic duo Katrina and Sabrina went straight to work.  they organized the hopital set it up with docs form all over and now we basically have the run of the place and the staff look to us. Tomorrow we head back to set up the new system of the “bush clinic.”  The plan is to have a team in the field who goes to the tent cities and find those who are unable to get to the hospital, and are usually the most critically wounded and work at getting them by truck to the hospital.  While they are doing that the others are working in 2 stages, one in the hospital courtyard as triage for minor wounds and prayer.. lots of prayer.  the second is inside where we are doing hospital stuff including minor surgery.  We will do more of that as we have the medical staff to help.  That is a HUGE NEED! (so you ortho Docs.. we need you. and your bone pin drilling machines.)

There is still lots to do, in fact today i was working with an x-ray tech. Way beyond my level of figuring h w to do stuff, but I said “hey I will figure it out.”  god is so good as I jumped (foolishly i might add) to fill a spot the mission x-ray tech showed up. All I did was help him to figure out where to point it for an image.  it was a wonderful system.. almost like and american hospital 50 years ago.

Surrounding the hospital was a tent city with more babies than I could count.  babies holding babies, half naked, and malnourished.  My heart broke.  I looked closer and there was a child like my shiloh about 2 who was covered with flies and just wailing because she was hungry. I feel so helpless.  I don’t know what to do.  I want to take them home with me.  I took some pictures to show all you back home and as soon as I have stable access I will put them on the site for you too see.  The mom’s all wanted thier childrens pictures taken it brought smiles all around.

The people in Haiti know the world has rallied to help them.  I feel safe here, the people thank me every day, usually when I am just walking by.  There is a deep sense of gratitude here for us.  Every day my heart becomes a little more the property of Haiti.  I love this country.

I wish that I could give more than I have, I feel like I have done so little comapred to the need.  But I know that If we all work together the need will be met.

Tonight I had the priviledge to be escorted out into another area of Carrefoure that was really devistated.  I went with Katrina and some of the crew that came with J. Paul from india. The team when looking for those who could be injured in the rubble and may have not had the chance for care or follow-up.  We worked our way back into some darker places.  There level of devistation was more instense and the people were especially pooer because they did not have the sheet houses, they were living among the ruins.

While we were there I got a glimpse into some of the tragedy in the spirit of the people.  They are so frusterated and at a place where they have time to accept that it happened, but don’t know what to do about it.  They were yelling at us and the Haitians who were escorting them saying “what are they doing, just walking around, we don’t need medicine, we need roofs if it rains what do we do then.” It was both heart breaking and also stressful as I was getting yelled at and not knowing what was being said.  I realized tonight that even though things are peacful here that unrest is a few bad choices away.

Day two….Today was a day of hard labor, and a day for extreme payoff.  I opted out of the medical camps today. Honestly my heart just couldn’t take it.  I was so glad to switch to moving rock and sweating through all my clothes.

I did find the day very rewarding though. I have made some friends.  While I have a bunch of people in the camp that are wonderful, these friends we little boys.  Jean Miguel and Schider.  These boys I want to take home.  They worked for food and water.  Jean Miguel worked yesterday too moving rock and running a wheel barrow.  He is about 8 and he is some wonderful.  His eyes full of life just excited to eat and drink and feel like he is doing something.

The boys, Andy Anderson, Doyle Helmuth and I hooked up the well that was buried under the rubble at Ricardo’s.  After all the digging and removing of rocks, Ricardo brought in the generator and we fired up the well.  It was like christmas!  We have water for a shower!  Also we were able to give much of that water to the surrounding community.

There has been no greater joy then to shout free water and see the people mob for the chance.  We miraculously got them to line up and we began to fill 5 gallon buckets for what seemed like an hour.  Probably 300 gallons and there will be more tomorrow.

When the line was done there were a few buckets still there and I saw these little children who were by them.  We asked if it was their bucket, there was no way possible for them to lift it let alone carry them.  Exhausted, but a surge of compassion Doyle and I carried the buckets back to the tent city where they are living.

It was about a 1/4 mile and I didn’t feel the burn at all.  As I walked back into the city I was taken to the home of the fist child.  At Best it was a make shift tent 5 poles some string and sheets.  That is all that is separating this family of 5 from the elements.  The mother of the house was washing clothes in a larger mixing bowl and there was a trash fire there were cooking food on.  It looked like there were eating a little bit of corn meal, and some banana’s.  The women in the tent were so glad to see me they shouted “thank you” and the other “merci” with tear filled eyes.

That has rebuilt my heart. Yesterday, it was head wounds and infants with  amputations  and today I was given back hope.  I was able to see that these people with the right help will over come.  They are in Choas.  Let’s not discount that, however, they will keep going.

This morning my devotional was in Ps. 25.
(this is my paraphrase)

unto to thee O Lord, do I lift up my soul… Lord I trust you and I know that you will not let me be ashamed as you are being glorified.  That my enemy will not triumph over me and Your works will be known through all the world.

My prayer this morning was to be like Jesus.  To be in a place that I could be his hands.  Today to those children, I made a difference.  Even if it was small, I showed them love. Love them I do.  I want to take all of these Haiti children home with me.

Well goodnight.  I am good spirits as there is much to do, but I don’t carry the load my father does.

First let me say I have only a few minutes to type this and I am the world worst typist..

Ok.. here is what is real. I landed at the airport and shortly afterward I was on my way with ricardo. He brought me with a borrows truck to his compound. On the way let me describe what I saw in the dark.
I saw rubble everywhere. there was houses down and we had to be careful driving because people are sleeping in the streets. They wont sleep in houses, they are afraid. really afraid.

Also the whole area that we have been smells like a a garbage place, However, the smell goes away after a while. One the way in I saw the body of a young boy face down in the gutter.  It broke my heart to see it but some how I held it together.

When we got to Ricardos, we walked through the gate and there were a lot of people there.  We are here sleeping on the gravel, in sleeping bags.  Not what I expected, but I was prepared.  The night was beautiful, except for the African/German guy who was snoring and it keep me up the whole night except for about an hour.. Its ok thought i was on hold for four days I couldn’t sleep anyway.

I woke up and it was manual labor time and it was great I felt strong and it was honest work.  We were making the new place to call base camp.  The area we are in is too small for all the supplies and for the people, so we are tarping up the lot where Ricardo’s house is and we found the well.

after that was ready the medical team was preparing to go, so doyle and i joined the team.  Riding in the back of an ambulance did not prepare me for what I was about to see.  I had no idea.

Children with amputations, with the wounds still fresh and infected.  head wounds, children with cuts and broken bones that just made me as a parent shutter.  there was a woman who had a 8 inch wide and 3 inch deep wound in her stomach and leg.  these injuries were just one or two, there were a steady stream for hours of one after the other.  it was so hard.  Another medical team joined us from the DR and they were doctors we were cranking the people through the clinic really fast, I was even treating minor wounds trying to help with the demand.

That was the hardest thing I have ever done.  We carried out on a field stretcher about 7 people and with every trip back I had to put my sun glasses on because I could not hold back the tears.

the people here are two ways. one they are hungry and desperate, or they just seem un-moved just going about life as usual.  I don’t understand.  It is really hard with the children, they ask for food and I know that they are really hungry.  It is so hard to eat.  I haven’t finished anything that I have opened.  I give it away. I am trying to keep my strenght up and I can do it for 5 days.  But what about them?  they may not eat for five more days.  I wish I could more.  My heart is breaking. I don’t know what else I can do.

until I get a chance again.

Seth

Go to John Fussle’s Facebook.  this guy has great video as to what is happening down there.

here is the link

Don’t listen to CNN… go to those who are on the ground.

Subject: Haiti

I wanted to take a few moments to bring everyone up to date on how and what we have been up to in Haiti.
Last week, Tuesday I think it was, I found out that my old neighbor Frank Cortois couldn’t reach his family in Haiti (4 brothers and 2 sisters). I have known frank since I was in middle school and this simply broke my heart.
At the same time Jon Fussle, a pilot who flies some for us, was beginning to formulate a plan to fly in some relief workers to Haiti.  See the article here for the story on them.  http://www.poststar.com/news/local/article_12c4fee6-03d2-11df-8aa3-001cc4c03286.html
Last Friday night Jon, Frank and Heidi loaded up the Lance from our hangar in Warsaw and set out for Haiti. They landed for a refueling stop in Georgia and then on to Fort Lauderdale. They spent the day Saturday making final preparations and gaining clearance to fly into Port au Prince with their relief workers and supplies.
Jon has maintained a nearly constant schedule of flights into Port au Prince over the past 5 days. Carrying much needed supplies of food, water and medical gear as well as additional personal to aid in the relief effort. Even now there is no functional way to move supplies or people into our out of the country without the use of a private aircraft.  Many areas of Port au Prince still haven’t seen the Red Cross or Military and the workers that have been taken in are serving in just such an area (Carrefour)!
Monday afternoon I spoke with Jon and he relayed an urgent request for some specific medical supplies. We were able with the help of Pillbox Pharmacy and a local doctor in Warsaw to obtain those supplies (and much more). Todd Anderson and I spent the night packing these supplies into large duffel bags and set out just before 2am to catch  a early flight to Fort Lauderdale and deliver these supplies to Jon and the plane. We were also extended an invitation by the relief workers to come to Haiti and spend some time working alongside them.
We spend the day Tuesday running from Ft. Lauderdale to Miami and back in search of MRE’s, satellite cell phones, loads of protein bars and other “priceless” items. After accomplishing  our goals and loading the plane with supplies and ourselves we set out.
Just after takeoff Jon noticed a slight abnormality in our dear Piper Lance, something was just a bit off. No one wants to fly over water when the airplane isn’t absolutely perfect. We returned to the airport and spent the night reflecting on the previous several days while we rested in the lounge of the terminal.  Jon worked to round up the right mechanic to look at the plane the next morning and diagnose the problem. Todd watched (cheering) Scott Browns victory in Massachusetts. J
The plane was given a clean bill of health and proceeded on with Jon, Todd and lots of supplies Wednesday night. On that plane was a strange item requested by one of the MD’s on the ground in Haiti. He wanted battery powered reciprocating saw’s so that he could amputate limbs. You simply cannot imagine the horror of those on the ground. Today a woman walked up to Todd and placed a few week old baby into his arms before turning and leaving. They spent most of the day trying to prepare a better site for a permanent base camp. They saw numerous bodies pulled from the rubble of a neighbor house. The stories I hear from our guy’s on the ground are about to overwhelm me. It’s the most horrible situations you can possibly imagine. Frank made a statement to me that keeps coming back to my mind “all the good your hearing about on TV isn’t happening where we are”. He meant that the massive mulit-national relief effort hasn’t even touched the area that they are staying and serving in.
But there is hope!
That’s why you are getting this. Our little group and our little plane have been able to move in over 15 people, mostly medically trained. Several thousand pounds of medical supplies and food. However…
We can do more!
We tried to buy a truck today. A nice pickup will run us about 22,000.00 (cash only) right now. We need a vehicle to move supplies and to bring the wounded to where the doctors are. Thousands of people can’t get medical aid because they can’t move to where the aid is. We need to move doctors and nurses out to where the critical people just lay dying! We need vehicles.
I have a client willing to donate vehicles and have them to the airport in Florida. Joe Wilke is wanting to take mass amounts of generators and other supplies. There are churches connected all over to our little band of people and Carrefour, Haiti.  We have doctors and nurses sitting in Florida waiting for a ride to go down.
Right now the lance is broken and may be a day or so to get back up. Please pray we find the needed part quickly.
We have a group willing to let us take their C-130 for one trip down to Port au Prince. With this airplane we could take 44,000 pounds of supplies. With the partnership of Joe Wilke and World Compassion Network we could fill that plane. We could take enough vehicles, lights, generators, large tents, cots, medical supplies that don’t fit in the little plane, clothing, food, water, medicine, gas powered concrete saws, and tons (literally) of other equipment and supplies to support those in Haiti for a months or longer. Also, giving them the opportunity to expand the area of their influence. They need this very badly, the Haitian people need this support.
We are scheduled to move Joe Wilke and his team into Haiti on Feb 4th. We could have this plane load delivered on January 27th if we raise the funds.
Please help us raise the $60,000 needed for the cargo flight. When you think of the value of the goods we can take with us compared to if we had to buy it in Haiti we will be saving a tremendous amount of money.
We will continue our efforts to aid those doing the “heavy lifting” in Haiti. The needs go so beyond immense. With every meal given or medical supply used we are able to share the love of Christ with hurting people.
If you would like to help in this effort either financially or in some other way please email me at Tyler@cropins.net with your pledge. If you can give even just a little and your friends could also, we can get this done. If you have already given or can’t please promise us your prayers. These contributions will go through World Compassion Network and will be tax deductible.
This is an opportunity to give to a close source where you know that every single cent is directly to Haiti, no admin expense, no employees, just help for those hurting.
I would ask everyone to pray for the safety and effectiveness of those doing this work every day.
For more regular updates keep up with the World Compassion website or several different facebook pages (Jon Fussle or Tyler Silveus).
Thanks for your support and prayers.
-Tyler Silveus
Sorry if this is garbled, very tired right now……need money  :0)