November 30, 2016 - Heather/Lisa

Our second serving day in Haiti was emotionally draining, which is why this blog post is being written a little late:  We were wiped out last night.  But now the roosters are crowing, the coffee is brewing, the sun is up and we begin again. 

We arrived at the Home for Sick and Dying Children yesterday and were greeted warmly by the nuns and staff.  Our role was evident:  To do whatever we could to help them serve the needs of the dozens of little ones left in their care who are too sick to be cared for by their parents.  Kids who could walk immediately latched onto legs and arms, and begged to be taken outside to a sweet little playground, but then mostly just wanted to be held, to be loved.  I spent the entire three hours of our visit in the baby room, going from one precious child to the next -- holding them, rocking them, singing to them; wiping noses and changing their cloth diapers and giving even the smallest of them little sips of milk from plastic cups.  Putting one child down to pick up another was heartbreaking as their contentment turned to sobs.  And I couldn't help but think of the parents who love their babies as much as I love mine, and the heartbreak they must go through each time a visit ends, some of them knowing that each visit could be their last.  After feeding the kids their lunch of rice and a vegetable gravy, we left, all of us with our hearts still there. 

We went to the Apparent Project, a organization that helps parents learn how to provide a stable income for their families. This is one of the most uplifting and innovate initiatives we've seen in Haiti So they created that provides jobs for 160 Haitian parents and on-site daycare for their children. We toured the production shop of the parent company "Papillion," and got to see how everything is made, from clay beads for jewelry, beautiful hand made coffee mugs and bowls, to screen printed t shirts...they even use recycled cereal boxes to make the most beautiful colorful beads! We then were able to shop in their store, and bought handmade gifts produced by those employees and treats from their rooftop coffee shop.

And we ended our day at Gertrude's -- a home for special needs children.  I didn't want to go.  Three years ago, my visit there broke me.  The needs of the children, many of whom had been abandoned, were overwhelming as they were understaffed and under-resourced.  But things have gotten so much better.  The children were clean and joy-filled and clearly well cared for.  Two team members and Sam (the long-term missionary at Healing Haiti) played the guitar, and we sang worship songs with the children.  We were surprised at how many of the songs the kids knew, with "Glwa pou Bondye" (Glory to God) and "Jezi Remmen Ou" (Jesus Loves Me) tied for first place.

It was a good day.  My devotional this morning reminded me of why that is so:  'The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not defeated it" (John 1:5).

Mary Midthun