Haiti Updates

“Jezi, mwen reme la vi’m” That’s what I said to the Lord as the Haiti wind blew my ocean soaked hair on the bed of a full pick up truck on our way back from a brilliantly fun and refilling Sabbath at the beach. “Jesus, I love my life.” I said. After a long hard week of working in the heat, being continually pestered with requests for food, land, clothes, milk for babies, money, and houses, praying and witnessing, giving out health care, building houses, clearing land…we dove in the beautiful water (though their might be trash on the black sand everywhere), Rodney and Chad wrestled each other off a tied boat, Rodney lost his wring and Micah miraculously found it in the mud again, snorkeling through 3D land minds of jelly fish to explore God’s world of coral reef (mostly dirty), sea urchins, star fish, sea anemones, puffer fish that look hilarious when they you chase them and bat them to the ground with a stick so they puff up, and you can toss them back and forth in the water….:) Our God is so good…
I met Miseure Denizara at 7:30am to walk with him to his small Haitian church. He is the old man who could barely open his eyes 2 months ago. At 9:15 when I had to leave to go to our own church, they were still singing…That’s a Haitian church for you. They said it finishes at 1pm. But, do they really know the Father?
Continue praying for the ministry school, the medical clinic, and our teams who are building houses. We want to be more than a just another clinic, more than just a team of men building sheds. Money, medicine, and houses are just our means of getting in to touch their hearts. Rodney said in our church his morning as we sat around on our poured concrete in chairs, “The Haitians will never change until they receive the Lord Jesus with faith.”

Here’s a quote from Mark who’s been here for two weeks and is here again:
“Haitian people are hungry not only for the gospel but for English…it’s almost a tension…Sabrina mentioned the other day about people coming to the clinic about post-traumatic stress or they just wanted to talk to someone…for me it’s been really fun for me to teach English. They are hungry to learn. They’re wanting to grasp at hope, sometimes they don’t see hope. It’s been an opportunity for me to encourage and hopefully bring hope. I feel like I’m a hope broker.” ~Mark

Sabrina, for HFM

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