Day 2/3
days in haiti seemed to fly by and the time spent with my group and the haitians are one’s I will remember forever. every night was filled with time to sit and debrief as a group and hear stories about our days and encounters we may have had-this was probably one of my favorite parts of our trip/along with late night talks with the midnight crew.
we had the opportunity to visit a village 2 hours away from port au prince and see a church that pastor luc had planted. (talk about a sore butt-little did i know but roads in haiti are nothing like america) Before heading out to the village we learned a part of the song, “come now is the time to worship,” in creole- so we would be able to sing with the children in the village. It was so special to worship as one voice and one language in the village singing:
vini, kounyea se le pou noo adorae
vini, dounyea se le pou bay kayou
vini (x2)
at the village we passed out bowls of rice, gravy, and noodles to the children and later did crafts with them in groups outside. every child whether young or old wanted every craft because to them getting new things is so special-it’s hard to describe but the joy in their eyes after they receive something was so neat to see. i fell in love with big brown eyes and it was great to experience just a bit of their culture and their home. we were blessed to have some amazing translators come with us to the village but when my group headed out to do prayer walking we were paired up with a boy from the village who knew english-i had a good conversation with him about how he learned english, where he first heard about Jesus Christ, and what he wanted to do with his life. i wasn’t expecting to hear this man say how much he loved his village-he had such a heart for the people. he said when he is done with his english schooling he wants to return back to the village and help the people there. he was a great translator to be paired up with- he was on a mission to have us pray over people and their homes-as many people as we could reach in the amount of time we had-he was thrilled about having us there so it made it all the more fun.
i never realized how much people wanted prayer-it’s a matter of asking and people opened up their hearts to us. in the village people wanted prayer for their marriages, health, being accepted, and their new life in Christ-they are just like us. they have needs but they are so open about it and want to talk about it and it was so special. the haitians barely knew us but yet trusted us enough to talk about what was on their heart and asked us to pray about it-God is good!
we have it good in America-far better than what we deserve. the people of haiti have so little but yet are happy. i am hoping i took a little bit of this attitude back with me to the states. i was not expecting to see as much poverty as i did-it’s crazy to me that throwing their garbage wherever they want is normal in their everyday lives. my eyes were opened to the living conditions most people have-to see tent villages and homes the size of my bathroom sure gave me a new perspective on how good I have it. i am forever grateful for the experience this trip has been.
Ruth 1:16
“don’t urge me to leave you or turn back from you. where you go i will go, and where you stay i will stay. your people will be my people and your God my God.
this is my journey, this is my story, this is my life…
kb
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