tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54832908679724868662024-03-12T19:15:45.807-07:00Healing Haiti Team 1Mandy_Graskehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11869865289351148793noreply@blogger.comBlogger723125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-67417682496535937952021-06-20T18:53:00.006-07:002021-06-20T18:54:57.540-07:00Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 7<p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"> š Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 7 š</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Here's a little word from our sponsors... aka the people who went on this trip.</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">(in alphabetical order by first name)</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>A Word from Ali</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>"Who you callin' a pinhead?"- Patrick</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSov7e0053xTegV2CFwtmW6X-RSG-Nai6opihCqWkZALMFDx7MW6tpaYJVv6_4RiyMKU7qEam9qTbEEG5T6aXsNCq77tQL205lBNTN2xPXahudybAQXPgcX1_dTKOE1MSFBwl_F-ALz38/s5152/IMG_0536+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSov7e0053xTegV2CFwtmW6X-RSG-Nai6opihCqWkZALMFDx7MW6tpaYJVv6_4RiyMKU7qEam9qTbEEG5T6aXsNCq77tQL205lBNTN2xPXahudybAQXPgcX1_dTKOE1MSFBwl_F-ALz38/s320/IMG_0536+-+Copy.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnhnTxsBForonNbw52Oie7OvOLUBQ4Q-O-P9dvvkMhGLABaoxXigjwhOGJyx9x9ltmvXuwmW9CHIxvOyHfEhzUHVQtSwtLvDAYhyMrsBbNtoqTJm6VR_DxHGycpoELgOOkw6wFIDcD6mM/s5152/IMG_0612+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnhnTxsBForonNbw52Oie7OvOLUBQ4Q-O-P9dvvkMhGLABaoxXigjwhOGJyx9x9ltmvXuwmW9CHIxvOyHfEhzUHVQtSwtLvDAYhyMrsBbNtoqTJm6VR_DxHGycpoELgOOkw6wFIDcD6mM/s320/IMG_0612+-+Copy.JPG" width="320" /></a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>A Word from Amanda</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b><span style="background-color: #e4e6eb; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;">This last two weeks have been filled with so many ups and downs. When I arrived in Haiti, I felt like my heart was going to burst with so much excitement. I couldnāt wait to see her (Fannie not sure if it was her name but it was what Wilbert told me when I couldnāt say her name in 2019), the little girl who touched my heart and soul and had such an impact on me. I could see her in my dreams and thoughts like it was yesterday. I never stopped thinking about you Fannie I think of you often I wonder how you have grown; I wonder if you are still that sassy loving little girl I remember. I wondered if you would remember me. I pray that you still love Jesus, I pray that your circumstance hasnāt hardened your heart. I pray that somehow by Godās grace I will see your smiling face again. I truly believe you have given me so much more than I can or could ever give you. When we were told that there would be no city soleil </span><span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="animation-name: none !important; background-color: #e4e6eb; display: inline-flex; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; text-align: start; transition-property: none !important; vertical-align: middle; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 16px;"><img alt="šš¹" height="16" referrerpolicy="origin-when-cross-origin" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/t91/1.5/16/1f1ed_1f1f9.png" style="animation-name: none !important; border: 0px; transition-property: none !important;" width="16" /></span><span style="background-color: #e4e6eb; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;"> and that it was unsafe my heart broke, but I prayed for God to make a way but sadly there was no way.
But I put my faith in God that he had a plan and quickly my weeks filled up with water trucks, babies, elderly, and lots of loving on kids. It has been an amazing two weeks and God had a plan it wasnāt my plan, but it was his. It was awesome to experience Haiti with a separate team it was good to see things through a different perspective, but it was also awesome to be back with Team Texas OG. I do believe that Haiti has so much more for me in the future and that I will see my Fannie again, but until then please pray for the people of Haiti especially the people we love in City Solei. Pray that they can see Gods love in the most hopeless of places. Pray that Healing Haiti can return to love on and bring resources to the beautiful Haitian people there and that the violence will end.
When peace like a river attendeth my wayWhen sorrows like sea billows roll Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well (it is well)With my soul (with my soul)It is well, it is well with my soul
We all need to remember that no matter our ālotā because of the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross it is well with our soul. Haiti has taught me much and their lot in life is so very hard, but their love for Christ is incredible. To love God like a Haitian is what I want to strive for, for then I can truly say it is well with my SOUL!!!!!
It is not Goodbye it is only until next time. #HaitiStrong</span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGWLorkbjgEoay4LDX8tu2Q8IHrnR6WXPX8yAgkITwajCGTCQcc-2GRaTakCZx6Iy7qq3XPMbxnoxBFBg1p3vE4ckhNC3t9ox_jYdlClbRcB_7tDYZo7_4KReDes_R5XxiDhZwkHRKZFw/s5152/IMG_0547+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGWLorkbjgEoay4LDX8tu2Q8IHrnR6WXPX8yAgkITwajCGTCQcc-2GRaTakCZx6Iy7qq3XPMbxnoxBFBg1p3vE4ckhNC3t9ox_jYdlClbRcB_7tDYZo7_4KReDes_R5XxiDhZwkHRKZFw/s320/IMG_0547+-+Copy.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhADpWbTD7TJzZT0G_ESwjQthQUhixWlh3XpC9Fj-Z0WWUo6-LRhQSJKbFE73H43D25Pkv3VlklCke7Rx9FNpYO-fpy27oT_YOhc4RhFogAOgeMOM1UEAB7ZbOiHQOxr-v13lRqfIUTyxg/s5152/IMG_0588+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhADpWbTD7TJzZT0G_ESwjQthQUhixWlh3XpC9Fj-Z0WWUo6-LRhQSJKbFE73H43D25Pkv3VlklCke7Rx9FNpYO-fpy27oT_YOhc4RhFogAOgeMOM1UEAB7ZbOiHQOxr-v13lRqfIUTyxg/s320/IMG_0588+-+Copy.JPG" /></a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>A Word from Andy</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>There are a lot of things that make me who I am, but there are also a lot of things that I have put in my own way that prevents me from realizing everything that I have been created to be and do. I believe that I am a teacher first and foremost with a mission to teach about God so that people can know more about Him and in that know Him more. One thing that I have learned very quickly here in Haiti is that information is hard to convey to people when there is a language barrier. The first day that I got here I learned that I would not be teaching people with my words. This realization was the first step in my entire thought of myself being shaken to its core. I learned very quickly that there are other ways to communicate outside of spoken language which are shown through action. The other part of my view of myself being shaken was that I had not yet experienced true problems in life, that most of my problems I had experienced were surface level things that are easily dismissed. On the first day, I helped deliver dinner to a man in a brick house no more than 10ft x 10ft, laying in the dark, deaf and blind, and unable to walk laying on a matress on the floor. He had a smile on his face and began eating the dinner we brought him immediately because he was hungry. He never once complained while we were there. In his world problems we encounter like someone "not treating us nicely" or "someone saying something about us falsely" didnt exist. Those weren't even remotely problems in his world. He was thanking God for his blessings and asking us to pray to the Lord for healing rather than things. These were real problems and it blew my world up. I still am struggling with this thought because this situation was hard for him, but he had joy in the situation and loved and thanked the Lord. He also had faith that God would provide through His people and His church. He also didn't fear the day when he would be united with his Loving Savior in eternity. I taught this man NOTHING in this room. Had I even been able to speak I do not believe there was anyting I could offer him that would benefit him any more than the faith he had in God. I left that little house as the person who learned. He taught me so much and will never know. His faith and love of God dug out rotten peices of my perspective of life that needed to be pruned all by the grace of God. God truly was glorified that day in many ways. A couple of days later, while still tossing around these thoughts and emotions in my mind and heart, I encountered a room full of toddlers who were being taken care of at a local orphanage. They could not speak and could not understand my words. I couldn't teach them either. I loved on them, snuggled them, changed a diaper, and played with toys. While I was holding a beautiful little boy, I noticed another little boy laying on his stomach throwing a fit by bumping his head against his hands on the floor crying tired cries. I put the other little boy down and scooped him up and began saying "shhhh, shhhh, shhhh" while doing the butt pat and hair stroke that puts babies to sleep. I taught this little boy nothing. No information was given to this beautiful baby boy as he fell deeply to sleep in my arms. I learned so much, that love is able to be given without lecturing or giving a 3 part study of theology and doctrine. Where study like this has its place, it had no opportunity in this situation. The next night me and the rest of the missionaries sat on a beautiful evening on the balcony of the compound we stay on. I was blessed with the opportunity to play my guitar and sing with my friends. As I listened to their voices I realized something I had not realized before. My distrust in my own emotions had made me ignore most of them and through all of this week I was being taught that love was a gift through the grace of the Lord. Emotions can be a response to these situations that glorify the Lord. I have learned that what I thought I is actually not exactly what I was created to be. I am Andy Kumor, a teacher, a musician, a father, a husband to a wonderful wife, and am being given so many opportunities to love people in action. I pray God gives me the faith I need that I learned here in Haiti. I will be back next year and am eager to love like I learned this week. I am also excited to get back home to share this love with my church family at my home church. Thank you Haiti.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXs812G62QYjfIP0IyT-uFoWF0-H7lUuMKvCMHeOq0F6eufF6VsEiXm6yQIvdvj0GlqiF7xv2fdjknXJhX5LBBd1dW2Ef81-Xrxzjy1bF0tB0QAgBZEnx8ekmRJdy4ZbS1dG5uAm2MIks/s5152/IMG_0628+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="208" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXs812G62QYjfIP0IyT-uFoWF0-H7lUuMKvCMHeOq0F6eufF6VsEiXm6yQIvdvj0GlqiF7xv2fdjknXJhX5LBBd1dW2Ef81-Xrxzjy1bF0tB0QAgBZEnx8ekmRJdy4ZbS1dG5uAm2MIks/w277-h208/IMG_0628+-+Copy.JPG" width="277" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG58ZAJbSkPwYFWVIvI0uKx9S6iAC1-rEc3z3OckkQe5DkDIcH6j2pxm7-CR-1vInZP7hP68WHNUjMROBs_nzv8CBqgH5DUpKfgUM1S4AK4HrmBhWcl02I4e595HFNfT6twquLQoZQmJQ/s5152/IMG_0514+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="205" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG58ZAJbSkPwYFWVIvI0uKx9S6iAC1-rEc3z3OckkQe5DkDIcH6j2pxm7-CR-1vInZP7hP68WHNUjMROBs_nzv8CBqgH5DUpKfgUM1S4AK4HrmBhWcl02I4e595HFNfT6twquLQoZQmJQ/w274-h205/IMG_0514+-+Copy.JPG" width="274" /></a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>A Word from Candice</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>I've lost count of the number of times I've been to Haiti. I'm thinking it's between 5 and 6 but I honestly don't remember. Regardless, it changes me every time. God always speaks to me regarding the exact struggle I am having when I arrive. This time I heard loud and clear:</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b><i>"You are a part of the plan, not the Planner."</i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>For those who know me, I am all about checklists and schedules and keeping up with the details. While in Haiti, our schedule changed constantly but it was exactly what was supposed to happen each day. We were given opportunities to serve or rest or praise Him. God is good, not just when things are good but because HE IS GOOD. This was only reinforced at the church service this morning. We can't expect anyone else to fix our situation, we can only put our faith and hope in Jesus Christ. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>Many of the experiences we had this time were similar to previous trips but it's always neat to experience it with new people, through their eyes, through their perspective and to learn about it through their hearts and words. COVID added an extra layer of fear and complexity to everything we did but it was no different than being back home right now. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>We are called to serve others, it can be done in Haiti, it can also be done at home with our own families, our neighbors, and even strangers. Every person you meet is worthy of being served. Jesus served the sinners and so should we, not just because He said so but because we are sinners too. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>"For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them." - Ephesians 2:10</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>Every year God and I, prepare my heart for Haiti. Every year I learn from and envy the Haitian people. We might have more material belongings but their relationship with Jesus Christ is something I will continue to strive for. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>#LoveGodLoveGods(Haitian)People</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXgjJT4RtaOZFP_nKdk3ZAwyKe8BPJUwy3TMc9GNiH89LTdnJwpICKmj4Nt9XlXev1pb3TBr0x9B-wO7xkYGnGpDYMDJgcAGME4BiEkD_pQg7aN_1uNb76Y-9X6hI053f2L-35TPNHqpE/s5152/IMG_0614+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXgjJT4RtaOZFP_nKdk3ZAwyKe8BPJUwy3TMc9GNiH89LTdnJwpICKmj4Nt9XlXev1pb3TBr0x9B-wO7xkYGnGpDYMDJgcAGME4BiEkD_pQg7aN_1uNb76Y-9X6hI053f2L-35TPNHqpE/w224-h299/IMG_0614+-+Copy.JPG" width="224" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQkNqiXgwusuGfpGCYvGgnuuCSE2UYuCxvZf2fCmqKYIF197_wqmTHcT2J4Uomfhj6lfQxZkbIpFbmSWGKG-xFcv-NI4klYhQZttgXWXr6howeNHsev_OPpwf58DlzJig2oGRFqpQ7nKA/s5152/IMG_0463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="201" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQkNqiXgwusuGfpGCYvGgnuuCSE2UYuCxvZf2fCmqKYIF197_wqmTHcT2J4Uomfhj6lfQxZkbIpFbmSWGKG-xFcv-NI4klYhQZttgXWXr6howeNHsev_OPpwf58DlzJig2oGRFqpQ7nKA/w267-h201/IMG_0463.JPG" width="267" /></a><br /><br /> <br /><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>A Word from Dan</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>How do I describe a place that has nothing for itself but gives everything in return. I have been visiting my Haitian brothers and sisters for close to 10 years now. Everytime at some point, I have a joyous cry... everytime my heart is filled with a child's wanting eyes... everytime my sides ache with laughter... everytime I make new life long friends.... everytime I am covered in mosquito bites... everytime I have tired and aching bones but most importantly EVERYTIME I am changed!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Umq2ncTkk54Jbch9kuiEa7mvKuSOAwcAjPeZmyjioK_ydhnWSJJJvk5yfEv8xoG1bUnKj6XXQDol8rcoKpY0loS4cP_x3PfxzCO3d3SwPZ2uZ5GNG7Ru_fwvvexz_d16cROaujLo77k/s5152/IMG_0661+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Umq2ncTkk54Jbch9kuiEa7mvKuSOAwcAjPeZmyjioK_ydhnWSJJJvk5yfEv8xoG1bUnKj6XXQDol8rcoKpY0loS4cP_x3PfxzCO3d3SwPZ2uZ5GNG7Ru_fwvvexz_d16cROaujLo77k/s320/IMG_0661+-+Copy.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkEUYey-8BsYNNZb61OpBk_f0WBxb-CAY67ZyNfZtp-5WKSjct_RaPPIlHxFTKPASVEsL0zbAPdIYkPbMp3RkML23a3D46epwbJKiYmnSfANJUV-GoL-M5Q0Thyv5lKJ_TYz5s4ovEc0E/s5152/IMG_0618+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkEUYey-8BsYNNZb61OpBk_f0WBxb-CAY67ZyNfZtp-5WKSjct_RaPPIlHxFTKPASVEsL0zbAPdIYkPbMp3RkML23a3D46epwbJKiYmnSfANJUV-GoL-M5Q0Thyv5lKJ_TYz5s4ovEc0E/s320/IMG_0618+-+Copy.JPG" /></a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>A Word from Ed</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>This mission has gladden'd my heart in the way people have been receptive to our efforts... giving us the opportunity to show God's love and receive the love from them. I do hope to return to Haiti and continue on what Healing Haiti has done here. I have seen growth and rebounding in the country. It is a credit to the Haitians' resilience from the devestation that has occurred here. I ask God to continue to bless, watch over, guide and continue to give strength to the people of Haiti.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINahltPGoTVvcsLrCvGtCJXj3I4XQxK9DEC4QNpFn6_6SEZD-UPTbg0zvxM5VzGt_-nLkncTuO2TewW25owDWbhihmCJYBlNWPv20CdNLm2yqS0vC-7DdrhfMdgi-jIZjnpX6gqrI8No/s5152/IMG_0538+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINahltPGoTVvcsLrCvGtCJXj3I4XQxK9DEC4QNpFn6_6SEZD-UPTbg0zvxM5VzGt_-nLkncTuO2TewW25owDWbhihmCJYBlNWPv20CdNLm2yqS0vC-7DdrhfMdgi-jIZjnpX6gqrI8No/s320/IMG_0538+-+Copy.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-a6DeCsShdXPugrMLOvxN9zttYnkcexJazUyhxm8UyaQtTuUtPdFGzp6ymT5g2BUfg7-sU4357Bz8ZEXeaS_pzWzesbgH7kUpQxEiamzmizz3afmBT0YgFba4l_PJcf6yMSCK02qiTvw/s5152/IMG_0569+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-a6DeCsShdXPugrMLOvxN9zttYnkcexJazUyhxm8UyaQtTuUtPdFGzp6ymT5g2BUfg7-sU4357Bz8ZEXeaS_pzWzesbgH7kUpQxEiamzmizz3afmBT0YgFba4l_PJcf6yMSCK02qiTvw/s320/IMG_0569+-+Copy.JPG" /></a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>A Word from Jenn</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b><span style="background-color: #e4e6eb; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;">Just as Christ is always faithful to complete what he has started, So are we called to be diligent servants who can be counted on to honor the commitments we make. Our commitments to ministry aren't just to people but, more importantly, they are commitments to God. Today is our last full day in Haiti and I feel blessed to have had this God given opportunity to serve. My experience here has been life-changing. Being able to provide water to several areas & pray and love on sick and dying children, children full of joy and innocence, and the elderly. I am not sure I can pick a favorite because everything we have done here has been rewarding in its own way. Jesus said that I did not come into the world to be served but to serve. Because serving is atmosphere changing, serving is miracle working, serving changes everything. It breaks down barriers and walls. It allows you to minister and share and testify the goodness of God.
Tiffany, thank you for stepping out and asking me to be apart of Team Texas. Because of you I have now experienced a mission trip with an amazing team that happens to include my wonderful husband and sister!
This entire team has been so encouraging and uplifting. Because of what we have shared on this trip we have built bonds that are unbreakable.
Daddy, thank you for watching over Kevin and I during this trip. I hope we have made you proud!
Jezi Renmen Ou! </span><span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="animation-name: none !important; background-color: #e4e6eb; display: inline-flex; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; text-align: start; transition-property: none !important; vertical-align: middle; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 16px;"><img alt="ā¤ļø" height="16" referrerpolicy="origin-when-cross-origin" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/tf3/1.5/16/2764.png" style="animation-name: none !important; border: 0px; transition-property: none !important;" width="16" /></span><span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="animation-name: none !important; background-color: #e4e6eb; display: inline-flex; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; text-align: start; transition-property: none !important; vertical-align: middle; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 16px;"><img alt="š" height="16" referrerpolicy="origin-when-cross-origin" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/td9/1.5/16/1f64f.png" style="animation-name: none !important; border: 0px; transition-property: none !important;" width="16" /></span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIc8IZEY1pPrPgveeKf4Yqr3TD4wJLsbCSMjLVLOHg0gYLEB0OxHHO59LyVk1vsXSQvrlUybZYyPoBRJrrXu56B-D3ZQCm24jm8HBFeqzmx0pna7iIoQ-Di38aTnx3nDY99PSiixSkqzk/s5152/Jenn+%2526+Friend.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIc8IZEY1pPrPgveeKf4Yqr3TD4wJLsbCSMjLVLOHg0gYLEB0OxHHO59LyVk1vsXSQvrlUybZYyPoBRJrrXu56B-D3ZQCm24jm8HBFeqzmx0pna7iIoQ-Di38aTnx3nDY99PSiixSkqzk/s320/Jenn+%2526+Friend.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirDRaPaVnUV0p0r19-gM9w4qgJ3uZpVtIS2rGpGLdf5TYbda3q9KpPWO6lp0RZ98F5jrT6OOwaXzj2g9IteFy1xReXGFzhiJxAED7CtAAIiUio9xa2FbEGmzB2RkG09PPqN45i8CFD1Lk/s5152/IMG_0535+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirDRaPaVnUV0p0r19-gM9w4qgJ3uZpVtIS2rGpGLdf5TYbda3q9KpPWO6lp0RZ98F5jrT6OOwaXzj2g9IteFy1xReXGFzhiJxAED7CtAAIiUio9xa2FbEGmzB2RkG09PPqN45i8CFD1Lk/s320/IMG_0535+-+Copy.JPG" width="320" /></a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>A Word from Kevin</b></span></p><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>One morning we went to church at 6am in a creole speaking church. We were there for about an hour but time really seemed to fly. When the creole music started, there were several memorable parts; this little old lady, maybe 60-70 yo, was walking/dancing shuffling around with her cane kind of close to our area where we were sitting. She was wearing bandana-like rag on her head, like most of the women, and had in oversized dress bottoms and top. She also had on a wrapping around her R lower leg, looked off white from the dirt. Looked like a wound covering of some sort, what instead of being wrapped with New dressing, was just layered over with more wrapping. She has a peaceful and joyful smile. She eventually made her way to us, and got us up from our seats to dance. You couldnāt see the smile because her mask was covering it, but you could sense her happiness in her eyes when she looked at you. I was halfway shifting my body from L to R and she patted my low back firmly and danced, looking at her hips, with more enthusiasm, insinuating that I do the same. I began to get my whole body into the little dance and only then did she peacefully walk away. She walked very slowly with her worn cane that lost its rubber tips and had a different handle, but she walked with a musical sway, each step to the beat of the music.</b></span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>Almost every song they did was in creole, but we still danced and clapped to the music they were wanting to televise to share on what looked like Facebook live. Then they did Our God is Greater in English, but Haitian style. Iāve never really teared up to praise music before, only some worship songs, but it hit me suddenly without notice. I felt a holy presence. Usually to feel something like this, I have to be intentional about trying to seek His presence. But it seemed like this time, His presence came to me, which hasnāt happened before. Seemed to hit me when I saw the people around me and noticed they were showing their hearts so truest and vulnerably. I could help but feel like I was experiencing a part of heaven. Like this is how well worship all together when weāre in heaven. Even though their quality of life is different from ours, they were so happy to be there together, praising God. This is just speculation but seems it is due to the lack of distraction and increased dependence they have on God, that they can be closer to Him, or feel a greater need to be closer to him.</b></span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>I wonder if God birthed each of us in certain countries and time periods based on what our hearts needed to pursue and believe in him. Maybe the people in Haiti wouldnāt have accepted Jesus if they were born with the lifestyle or distractions of a more developed country like the US. And maybe our hearts in the US should be less difficult to soften. I also was very moved with a pastor singing in the public āHaiti for Jesus, Jesus for Haitiā. He was very outspoken and had a heart for God that you could tell was just genuine. These Christ-filled individuals Iāve encountered in Haiti display the purest form of genuineness that Iāve ever seen, they donāt even have to try extra to encourage/motivate others (although some newly re-born Christians do need this extra motivation). They simply shine in a way that hits a seasoned Christian like me in a different, more profound way. In the last 2 decades of being in American church, I havenāt felt this level of Christās love shine from Christians the way it illuminated from these beautiful people. Their degree of praise and worship surfaced in the most pure and raw form, teaching me my level of adoration with God has much room to deepen. Iāve already made up my mind, when I meet these people again in Heaven whenever God call us, Iām gonna find the old lady and get her to dance with her hips to the worship music, and then Iāll find the pastor and together weāll sing āHaiti for Jesus, Jesus for Haitiā.</b></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHMDt4iKWZX2GebaQgWSvlInAZ-GHKorQvjUAVB5fJuCHEJTCfwbU7N_1aOYQM0JySFestOJfTB_OghJdjwu-83AqhvUJyRr-3JcBx-SZOpaOBqSLndeI1q8M7srU7jO9SZzWb-Zu10BI/s960/IMG_4443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="528" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHMDt4iKWZX2GebaQgWSvlInAZ-GHKorQvjUAVB5fJuCHEJTCfwbU7N_1aOYQM0JySFestOJfTB_OghJdjwu-83AqhvUJyRr-3JcBx-SZOpaOBqSLndeI1q8M7srU7jO9SZzWb-Zu10BI/s320/IMG_4443.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlK6QZ2tnVnkx_ctNXkYPSOs7518P__bMwozdAO9xfH_ImnlVUooVAqfPtqRLjXXBAVRxxFjuT14ovlpo6xCgGYM3VHYdKTJswXGVFodHgJRzFbUpGceyL_7gfke8LeR205gr2qw99esw/s960/IMG_4447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="528" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlK6QZ2tnVnkx_ctNXkYPSOs7518P__bMwozdAO9xfH_ImnlVUooVAqfPtqRLjXXBAVRxxFjuT14ovlpo6xCgGYM3VHYdKTJswXGVFodHgJRzFbUpGceyL_7gfke8LeR205gr2qw99esw/s320/IMG_4447.JPG" /></a><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><br /></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>A Word from Tiffany</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>In the beginning of this trip, my first word of the day was rocky, rushed and rest. By the end of this trip my word has gone to reflection. It is Sunday and it is the day of rest. It will be our day of rest and I am thankful for it. Being able to come to Haiti is a treat. I do get tired physically.... emotionally it can leave a toll... I get hot... I get sticky and yet while I am here I count all these things as good. I was asked what my favorite part of this trip was. That is hard to describe but I think for this trip, it was having new people to experience Haiti for the first time. Seeing their expressions, learning their feelings... it's like experiencing Haiti again for myself for the very first time.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>This trip was definitely different than previous trips so I guess in reality it was actually new for me! I am glad we were able to make the trip to Titanye once this week. It is amazing how the area has changed. You see more commerce and more people. Some of the Elders' homes have improved and their health seemed better too. HH has done an amazing job looking after these people. I enjoyed the new areas we served in Port-au-Prince. The kids were a ton of fun! These children just want to feel a connection. I know many have mothers and fathers that love them. Their love shows as you see older siblings caring for their younger ones. I think these kids have to grow up too fast in Haiti and maybe us coming to play with them, hold them and rock them... just maybe they feel more like a child again. Innocence returns and the brutality of their life disappears if only for a moment.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>Even though I enjoyed the new areas of serving, I find myself thinking of Cite Soleil. This area is the poorest of the poor and we were not able to visit this trip. There is much unrest with gang activity and it was not safe. Word from one of our Haitian team members was someone did something REALLY... REALLY... BAD! Since then the school remains quite and the clinic has been closed. No Healing Haiti Staff is allowed in except the few members of staff that live there. I am unsure if water is getting through.... how the people hurt when there is disagreement and chaos between acting leaders. (It makes me reflect on the chaos in America) Healing Haiti has worked many hard years developing a relationship with this area. They were creating a feeling of community among an area ruled by different gangs. They brought their leaders TOGETHER to design a school, church and clinic for their community. The actions of one or a possible few have brought that crumbling down. Healing Haiti's mission is to teach to fish and not supply the fish. They strengthen families and communities to help themselves. Maybe perhaps God has shut this door to turn Cite Soleil to itself. Exodus 36:6 reminds us God decides when enough is enough.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>"So Moses gave command, and word was proclaimed throughout the camp; Let no man or woman do anything more for the contribution for the sanctuary. So the people were restrained from bringing, for the materials they had was sufficient to do all the work and more."</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>God always provides "just enough"! I will keep Cite Soleil in my thoughts, I will continue to keep Haiti in my prayers. May God hear your cries and bring rest to you!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_hT5BIqW5rrMwsBhAWKLxqIt_a8fa6encHNCKoEPgNKqQRSQOl8v8t2fEZXydjaR648-jxd-dwAz0QM-ZoNqTkseIDBxVaQn1L1XiXiv6pPknJnaPS6abz5iaHntpkZCMOgQGl8MqrvU/s5152/IMG_0631+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="216" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_hT5BIqW5rrMwsBhAWKLxqIt_a8fa6encHNCKoEPgNKqQRSQOl8v8t2fEZXydjaR648-jxd-dwAz0QM-ZoNqTkseIDBxVaQn1L1XiXiv6pPknJnaPS6abz5iaHntpkZCMOgQGl8MqrvU/w289-h216/IMG_0631+-+Copy.JPG" width="289" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdnKETepW_eCZzOMdKnEbVorloMaU9-mOAU57wIV02WYZRwVI5raIx53WlTLJmQdOuzujQxURO6FKoypQ5GRbGfUTJDuryICK-jAb7bRWZDa9UDkAjTe8NBrZid6pdXrqoY_tbQT5_gas/s5152/IMG_0557+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdnKETepW_eCZzOMdKnEbVorloMaU9-mOAU57wIV02WYZRwVI5raIx53WlTLJmQdOuzujQxURO6FKoypQ5GRbGfUTJDuryICK-jAb7bRWZDa9UDkAjTe8NBrZid6pdXrqoY_tbQT5_gas/w285-h214/IMG_0557+-+Copy.JPG" width="285" /></a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>A Word from Yvette </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>This being my first mission trip, I didn't know exactly what to expect. I knew we'd be doing water truck days (I didn't know what that meant), hanging out with kids and elderly but that's it. We didn't have a schedule or any details to go off of. But God had a plan for us and even though we didn't have control or direction, He is sovereign.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>We can learn a lot about the people that live here. Although the majority of the Hatian people aren't blessed with all of the material things we have in the states, they are rich in other things. They value the simple things in life, they are better at sharing, and they are rich in love. They are happy with what they have, and we complain about the silliest of things. We complain about the heat while they live in it every day and don't have air condioning. We leave the water running and they gather in lines to fill buckets on water day not knowing when they will have another chance to refill. We waste food and they might get a meal a day. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b>It has made me thankful for what I have, and has also made me realize the material things-they don't matter very much. It's better to be rich in love for God and for other people. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivh-Um1Jly13-1ITDW1QgH3UQybicqie8P-tUGRqNN2UIhl5TvbiMlhqK08sCA9Ysg9a9VKnN6-vObtt1-L7np7YsUPzJE8VjpK4VL1rLuK-CyAXvWNzulNrMPvxRjRjWo-TAnHHVO2WA/s5152/Yvette+%2526+Friend.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivh-Um1Jly13-1ITDW1QgH3UQybicqie8P-tUGRqNN2UIhl5TvbiMlhqK08sCA9Ysg9a9VKnN6-vObtt1-L7np7YsUPzJE8VjpK4VL1rLuK-CyAXvWNzulNrMPvxRjRjWo-TAnHHVO2WA/s320/Yvette+%2526+Friend.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT0oCyzO__YPq4glYWvcgeCZJkKpE1fhlHahf7NB9z5qOXxooR4rRD9NqY1nDLAGs6y39n8yy1j-mcIVBTpsm2JnmCsY1mZ2JBmn-u2eAoF6vCCOBpaLGM2m3YdnaNeYF98VgZjGJQ94w/s5152/IMG_0544+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT0oCyzO__YPq4glYWvcgeCZJkKpE1fhlHahf7NB9z5qOXxooR4rRD9NqY1nDLAGs6y39n8yy1j-mcIVBTpsm2JnmCsY1mZ2JBmn-u2eAoF6vCCOBpaLGM2m3YdnaNeYF98VgZjGJQ94w/s320/IMG_0544+-+Copy.JPG" /></a></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Words of the Day: fathers, church, day of rest, relaxation, peaceful, abandon, soccer, worship, Holy Spirit, unexpected</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>š"Haiti for Jesus, Jesus for Haiti, America, America, America" š</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRZljQqf3ToWJZX22RihoojYpgLFTzNiZiBqrG6_szJUvU6wkkWaoypCCoMsbh1AvrarGZnJd22aBE5WC7DM88h1TOTel7lXUR-bLqnq4EuIMUVd400oxOTehm4Alulqj2ss_dpJwuYcc/s5152/IMG_0473+-+Copy+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRZljQqf3ToWJZX22RihoojYpgLFTzNiZiBqrG6_szJUvU6wkkWaoypCCoMsbh1AvrarGZnJd22aBE5WC7DM88h1TOTel7lXUR-bLqnq4EuIMUVd400oxOTehm4Alulqj2ss_dpJwuYcc/s320/IMG_0473+-+Copy+%25281%2529.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6-bx4_uXKrI53qTiqlAoZtzEuuasAFtlvs_g_WsU-QANdDPcErIMClfqtLcDKvohQM54AgbI1HyUbm36EQvXT0ei9fJ0YYVUC6VrHejwFIgfwX2PoRoVfvlsB3ETk8OArjmBV7dwSUVg/s5152/IMG_0765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6-bx4_uXKrI53qTiqlAoZtzEuuasAFtlvs_g_WsU-QANdDPcErIMClfqtLcDKvohQM54AgbI1HyUbm36EQvXT0ei9fJ0YYVUC6VrHejwFIgfwX2PoRoVfvlsB3ETk8OArjmBV7dwSUVg/s320/IMG_0765.JPG" width="320" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-46419865645329305102021-06-19T18:41:00.003-07:002021-06-20T19:10:24.828-07:00Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 6 <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><b>š Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 6 š</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Before we get started on todays log.. I want to tell a funny story from yesterday. Lets talk about soccer. Soccer is not just a fun sport in Haiti. Soccer is THE SPORT in Haiti. Every evening, children and adults line the street outside the Healing Haiti gate. There may be a league playing or just neighborhood kids playing for fun. These kids are good! Some are playing barefoot. Other are playing with slide shoes on. You know the ones... Nike Wide Band slide ons... I can hardly walk in those much less run and play soccer. We have a team member this year and I won't call him out (Kevin) who plays soccer. Energetically he grabbed a soccer ball from the HH guest house and a few of us took to the streets to watch. He was ready to "teach" these guys about soccer. Hmmm.... I'm not sure if he was ready to play or be played but it was fun to watch. Now Kevin is a good soccer player... these kids were good too! Unfortunately time was not on the side of our team mate. I don't think he realized we were about to be called for dinner when he started playing. His team 0-2, we were called to go. He had to grab his ball and go home. Now we know it was legitimate but I'm pretty sure the Haitians have a different perspective. They GROANED as he took the ball and said he had to go home! Way to be a sore loser! :) </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Usually it's a year between trips to the same location but we were lucky enough to get to go back to Hope Center today. It is like a Boy's and Girl's Club in Haiti, investing in kids to get them off the streets and taken care of by loving adults. The excitement on the kid's faces when they saw us was heartwarming. To say the least, they were VERY excited to see us again. They ran out of the building and jumped on us, giving high-fives and hugs and smiles all around. It makes you feel good when you are welcomed like this. We got to play games like soccer, paper folding cootie catchers and of course, dancing. These kids have skills that we could never even dream of. It's like every kid is a professional dancer here in Haiti. </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">We left Hope Center for a little while to go deliver water just around the corner. I'm not sure if it was because we were tired from doing water truck three days in a row OR if it really was a never ending supply of water BUT the truck never seemed to run out of water. Was Jesus there turning trash into water? Probably not, but it did feel like a 5 fish and 3 loaves kind of thing. It should be noted that delivering water is not an easy task, you have to control the high powered hose, fill up as many buckets as possible, waste as little water as possible and deal with people cutting the line. In the past few days we have worked out a pretty good system. It became more like an assembly line.. moving buckets up, filling buckets and pushing buckets out the side. Small children would try to cut in line or be sent to cut in line by an adult... everyonce in a while instead of a bucket flying out... a child would fly. Of course we did not throw them out, but I think the kids thought it was fun to be picked up and set out with the buckets....quite a site if you were watching from the sidelines. It was exhausting and our Haitian members put us in time out for a break. After a quick lunch on the Tap Tap, we were back to Hope Center. </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Once back at Hope Center, we played some more, passed out juices and crackers to the kids. There were no complaints about having such a plain snack as crackers. Many said "Merci" or "thank you", and many more helped younger siblings or children in the program eat their snacks and open their drinks. It seems to be an unspoken rule that older kids need to help out the younger kids when in large groups. There is no room for selfishness in Haiti. </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Next we were off to the airport for our mandatory COVID testing to return home. Has it been a week already? The time has gone quickly here. We paid our money, got things stuck up our nose, then got the results a little too quickly. While we were waiting, a preacher was speaking to the people awaiting their test results. He was quite entertaining and we sang a little song together though some of the team didn't understand his accent and the words he was saying. He was singing Jesus is for Haiti and Haiti is Jesus.. Amanda heard... Jesus is for the A Team and the A Team is for Jesus. LOL! I heard 80 is for Jesus and Jesus is for 80.... we finally caught on! Turns out when you are waiting for a CoVid test in a foreign country, there is just a little fear inside it may be positive keeping you from returning home... everyone was able to breath a sigh of relief... We are all "negatif" and will be able to return home to the States. Now it's just up to the airlines and Jesus, and all the other things that might happen between now and then. </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Our plans have changed many times since we have been here. There are days that we wake up and the plan changes 3 or 4 times before we leave. But that's OK, it reminds us that we are just a part of God's plan, NOT the Planner. </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>Words of the Day: cooperation, flying kids, "negatif", aggravation, arm wrestle, negative COVID test results, "Haiti for Jesus and Jesus for Haiti", "A-Team for Jesus and Jesus for the A-Team", reflect, Snoopy, fun, goat nuts, Captain Jean, welcome</b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Ks5T1YkeySVurmxf1nm3av12wUAFLlQhBqFPi83WiEewJ9PN35s8a1hwvhLyZFYhxMfeO3dZNFiSsWr2i82zGwvW-gkMe_Y8V2qzHoieLxJPolnKn1QuU8c_Yi2ZAqe8pkNhfSUI_SM/s5152/IMG_0795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Ks5T1YkeySVurmxf1nm3av12wUAFLlQhBqFPi83WiEewJ9PN35s8a1hwvhLyZFYhxMfeO3dZNFiSsWr2i82zGwvW-gkMe_Y8V2qzHoieLxJPolnKn1QuU8c_Yi2ZAqe8pkNhfSUI_SM/w320-h240/IMG_0795.JPG" width="320" /></a> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1CnM8AiE9ayJsCSVVcc8K88heaEMg-qioL_QDWhL-8wM3zhsbm0fKu9co7CjpZ5RR4trnwSpC9lMx1sE4P_NDBJCgd4Vm5lErbxNp1pXbIm5KKDEQMZ2R7c4v3kWSQgW5dlepWrTCfdE/s5152/IMG_0806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1CnM8AiE9ayJsCSVVcc8K88heaEMg-qioL_QDWhL-8wM3zhsbm0fKu9co7CjpZ5RR4trnwSpC9lMx1sE4P_NDBJCgd4Vm5lErbxNp1pXbIm5KKDEQMZ2R7c4v3kWSQgW5dlepWrTCfdE/w200-h150/IMG_0806.JPG" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctkq_vNPkb7BwqewR44O1f-e0AbWCWjAjjv2cMbcR5idzVXs1RiTsKzDEbDF80NCKyd3deXKCsAkicybhfrfbWavdt9HuuZqC4Pk62L0INwuMLcqQWCgWlP3ruzyWcDuWIlzgNyoWieM/s5152/IMG_0657+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctkq_vNPkb7BwqewR44O1f-e0AbWCWjAjjv2cMbcR5idzVXs1RiTsKzDEbDF80NCKyd3deXKCsAkicybhfrfbWavdt9HuuZqC4Pk62L0INwuMLcqQWCgWlP3ruzyWcDuWIlzgNyoWieM/w200-h150/IMG_0657+-+Copy.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-48371441262622458302021-06-18T19:22:00.000-07:002021-06-18T19:22:26.861-07:00Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 5<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><b>š° Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 5 šŖ</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><b>This morning the team was lucky enough to be able to attend a Haitian church service, at least part of one. They are rumored to be about 12 hours long. The gratefulness of the Haitian heart is something to be applauded. They arrive at church early and walk through the aisles thanking God for all the things they have; they say "merci Jezi" for my house, "merci Jezi" for my clothes, for the pot I cook in, for my family's health. Can you imagine this kind of thing happeing in the States? Or people even getting to church on time? One of our team members (who is originally from Texas but now lives in Ohio) has been in Haiti for two weeks. She said last week at the Friday church service, they specifically prayed for peace in America. This gives a little more insight into our Haitian brothers' hearts. Their country is full of corruption. Most people are just trying to feed their families. Many have no running water.... and yet they still pray for peace in America. Now I know that not all churches are alike but I would venture to say that most American church services do not specifically thank God for their clothes or pots to cook in. It's not that we are not thankful for these things... we tend to blanket all these things under "thank you for my blessing". But is that specific enough? Someting to ponder I think.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><b>Next we attended another area in Port-au-Prince and delivered water. It was more organized than the day before because we had more experience. The water was still precious but people seemed to be less angry and frantic when the water ran out. The kids were playing in the large buckets of water until they were towed off or corrected by an adult. Kids are still kids, even in Haiti. There is definitely a silent pecking order, some people were allowed by others to cut in line or dip into other people's buckets. I assume they had some kind of presence there that allowed them to break these "rules". We were not there to question things, we were just there to serve. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><b>Towards the end of the day, we were able to attend Mother Theresa's, a home for children that needed additional nourishment or medical care outside of what their families could provide them. When we asked one of the workers for the name of a child, she said that they didn't have one because they were just dropped off there. I can't imagine not having a name, it's the most precious word that ever belongs to us. We were able to hold babies and play with them. I will never forget the sound of the room when we all left. They were screaming and crying and general angriness at us for leaving them. It's very difficult to walk away from a bunch of small children sitting on the floor with only one person in the room. The babies coveted the one on one time, especially with one team member who was a daddy and a master at calming children with butt pats and head rubs. The kids were just little people at their core, just wanting to be loved by someone else, but without a voice to say it. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><b>None of the locations we visited today allowed pictures. So we are including some that are outside of the people we were blessed to encounter. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><b>The more time we spend in Haiti, the more time we want to spend in Haiti. Our perspectives are changing and all of our experiences have been arranged by God. Little things seem to be just not as big, here in Haiti, the big things are the big deal, providing food, water and shelter for your family are what's most important. We already have those things in the States, so why are we so stressed out all the time?</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><b>Words of the Day: babies, Lu-Lu, switch, embrace, nap time, name, struggling, interaction, blue stone tree, joyous, Haitians young and old </b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj94nt4SwPDgma1j4KW54GXiaiZIBMAL-VRidrME2iSyVJmLUYBNECOZfoEW8M6KZFxlQLDKrxrrTrS-QW5HsauKiOYZgjasccTbDyihHcgQILqHhv8pxI-vMjXyZhOXDaNxHA9rHy-PHc/s5152/IMG_0467+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj94nt4SwPDgma1j4KW54GXiaiZIBMAL-VRidrME2iSyVJmLUYBNECOZfoEW8M6KZFxlQLDKrxrrTrS-QW5HsauKiOYZgjasccTbDyihHcgQILqHhv8pxI-vMjXyZhOXDaNxHA9rHy-PHc/s320/IMG_0467+-+Copy.JPG" width="320" /></a></b></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgu6SsKVherbB-pRWthxEpJ5JG1jK81ESFcUXjM4RH_WiXmfBSQAJvvD_G_0qfcYWsCu-kzH70Bo8SYFjkhAcZeApr51Qg2tIbQPX_6ow0FEkFi6j8oeZdkPrmAldNcJvZVPgymMXhDVY/s5152/IMG_0466+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgu6SsKVherbB-pRWthxEpJ5JG1jK81ESFcUXjM4RH_WiXmfBSQAJvvD_G_0qfcYWsCu-kzH70Bo8SYFjkhAcZeApr51Qg2tIbQPX_6ow0FEkFi6j8oeZdkPrmAldNcJvZVPgymMXhDVY/s320/IMG_0466+-+Copy.JPG" width="320" /></a></div></b></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81WnBhS_ZoWzBJ9nmBmWuPJVlk1XMq_P99PjQhjLZdF1-uwFl__ep6PZ3EzwTkiUu2McxCJmgUIrvtpFWfZYEobZtE5TP0nKbiLUX39SW3cKiHzxUCrnjO4jk1eZltuAfi3Y7ozgU8yU/s5152/IMG_0578+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81WnBhS_ZoWzBJ9nmBmWuPJVlk1XMq_P99PjQhjLZdF1-uwFl__ep6PZ3EzwTkiUu2McxCJmgUIrvtpFWfZYEobZtE5TP0nKbiLUX39SW3cKiHzxUCrnjO4jk1eZltuAfi3Y7ozgU8yU/s320/IMG_0578+-+Copy.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKF4Jg8eP2CSeQ2bQHGZQiMrs1IDacEEumRwCK4TtOApTLCAowkL79vTKoZ0GOJ6_1MI-d5NvibUKL5z2dFmRZ2f63TU9gOtt6LkeNy5pFl_57xgRTsbv0D_qDyefFtIu9jjw2aHfg5MY/s5152/IMG_0706+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKF4Jg8eP2CSeQ2bQHGZQiMrs1IDacEEumRwCK4TtOApTLCAowkL79vTKoZ0GOJ6_1MI-d5NvibUKL5z2dFmRZ2f63TU9gOtt6LkeNy5pFl_57xgRTsbv0D_qDyefFtIu9jjw2aHfg5MY/s320/IMG_0706+-+Copy.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /><b><br /></b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-65925674663084219472021-06-17T17:58:00.000-07:002021-06-17T17:58:42.540-07:00Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 4<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"> Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 4</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: medium;">On a side note... if you are wondering why our Texas Team has been called Texasabetes on the blog... it's because we have 3 diabetics on our team. That can be challenging for these people... how great it is though that they have each other for support. Hats off to you guys... now lets get down to business.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: medium;">Water, agua, H2O... whatever you want to call it... it is a necessity!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: medium;">Today was mostly about fufilling this basic human need - water. In the States we generally take water for granted. Most people don't even like water - we prefer our sugary soda pop and specialized drinks in comparison to water. Before CoVid we could easily drink water in any location with water fountains. We even have a larger than necessary selection of bottled water in our stores... I prefer Smart Water myself but I digress. In Haiti, access to clean drinking water is a constant struggle. It is NOT taken for granted. Today we delivered water to 3 neighborhoods in Port-au-Prince. This was our first time in these neighborhoods as we are unable to travel into our beloved Citi Solei. I find it a bit comical that we didn't know what to expect at these stops since we were not familiar with the neighborhoods. They were different people of course but they all carried the same look in their eyes.... happy to get fresh water and willing to fight for it if needed. We made a total of 4 stops and it went from moments of calm to moments of chaos then back-and-forth several times. We don't think about how much we use water for until it is no longer available. The need for water can cause chaos, as I mentioned before, when people thought that the water was possibly running out, they began to push and shove to make sure they got the water they needed. Children are expected to be a part of this process trying to claim water for their families. Even smaller children, no older than 5 or 6 were carrying huge buckets of water that I could barely pick up myself. It is necessary to fill as many jugs as possible because there is always uncertainty as to when the next water truck would come. Showering, a thing that we do every day, is such a big deal and provides so much enjoyment, especially for the children. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: medium;">We also took part in a favorite thing of Team Texas today... Haitian Baptism. This takes place at the water station. See picture - pretty self explanatory and it was a great refresher!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: medium;">Another new adventure we had today - was eating lunch at a Haitian restaurant. This isn't just any restaurant. This one is owned by a beloved Healing Haiti team member Max. The food was the diggity diggity! Fried chicken, pikliz (spicy Hatian cole slaw), plantains, fries from heaven and sauce that was out of this world. Thank you Max!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Words of the Day: water, Haitian baptism, french fries and 'dat sauce', misconception, </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">liy souple (line please), laughter, blame Ed, sign language, lost?, one</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpRkd9P9NXNeOmxw2UW_KcGemFcfETEEr7tMjs373N_Gx7ntq0uC3ASi1cbKI5RZ-F0JwgrLVSqNxqq7oIsBrY6OoH1UX7EXKn5zr2h5xHlQsztjzPLlOB_OsKp9_8SFwu0ko_kk-kC9c/s2048/IMG_0955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="248" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpRkd9P9NXNeOmxw2UW_KcGemFcfETEEr7tMjs373N_Gx7ntq0uC3ASi1cbKI5RZ-F0JwgrLVSqNxqq7oIsBrY6OoH1UX7EXKn5zr2h5xHlQsztjzPLlOB_OsKp9_8SFwu0ko_kk-kC9c/w331-h248/IMG_0955.jpg" width="331" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcKcfvmPIbGbfFRedGClNhwTyFT3P0lKz01boCnoqnfa4LYD4X-GwMUukiK0LelKQumTe-7RG90DskLGrG9OuouNnRsaP0L5jtY5HGJsQ8x3ApZFgv6PsCTLmpHP07ThSDi0lGvw8UkNE/s2048/IMG_0947.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcKcfvmPIbGbfFRedGClNhwTyFT3P0lKz01boCnoqnfa4LYD4X-GwMUukiK0LelKQumTe-7RG90DskLGrG9OuouNnRsaP0L5jtY5HGJsQ8x3ApZFgv6PsCTLmpHP07ThSDi0lGvw8UkNE/w327-h246/IMG_0947.jpg" width="327" /></a></span></div><span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv5jq8BqypBnExc_XdJDkPVqXdiFdKrM-LkfJlhoiLHXrG9bQ3ZS0xP4RPhNX90gFHMdjaa6LC4sTPB1vFAEqFM8xALAi581aB3iAMoTCPJadanTPGKOS0YDN7QVhjaAD82IjAYzcVucg/s2048/IMG_0914.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1539" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv5jq8BqypBnExc_XdJDkPVqXdiFdKrM-LkfJlhoiLHXrG9bQ3ZS0xP4RPhNX90gFHMdjaa6LC4sTPB1vFAEqFM8xALAi581aB3iAMoTCPJadanTPGKOS0YDN7QVhjaAD82IjAYzcVucg/s320/IMG_0914.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></div><span><br /><br /></span><p></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-79671627234228221972021-06-17T04:04:00.003-07:002021-06-17T05:16:05.761-07:00Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 3<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b> Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 3</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>You haven't lived until you have been turned away from a Mother Theresa Orphanage...</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>but more on that later....</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>If we had one word to describe today, I think it would be FUN... but I guess we should back up even a little more.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>Our plan was to visit a place called Hope Center. It is a local community center for a neighborhood where children are welcome to spend the day. It helps keep them off the streets and their goal is to give the children activities to do, show them about a loving community and teach them about God. We needed to provide them with a sandwich to eat so off the the grocery store we went. Going to the grocery store is a treat these days for any missionary in Haiti. The unrest has caused a lot of change for the daily rountines of people here. Our guides are keeping us safe and we are unable to visit some of the regular places we visit on these trips. It is a little disappointing not being able to serve in areas we have always been welcome before... but like we said yesterday... we must be super "Gumby" and go where we are led. Today was Hope Center and man oh man... did we have fun! </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>After purchasing peanut butter and making ALOT of sandwiches... we set off on our adventure. This place was small and held 50 kids easily but adding 11 more adults made it a little crowded at times. We had soccer going on outside while inside we colored pages, painted nails, drew with sidewalk chalk and danced. And then after we danced... we danced some more... It was HOT, it was STICKY, the smell of SWEAT filled the room and we couldn't have been any HAPPIER!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>The team shared many precious moments in this. The kids wanted our attention. They wanted us to hold them. They wanted connection! My most precious moment was holding a little boy, his head rested on my shoulder as we slow danced and I was praying that he felt a mother's love from me. The program was run by 1 man and 4 staff members and you could tell that the men loved the children but individual moments were most likely few and far between so the children cherished these moments where the world revolved around them and only one other adult. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>Individual possessions are rare so the sharing or giving away of something is very significant here. Another precious moment was when a team member received an earring from a child. It should be noted that this was the only earring she had. Despite the language barrier, there was so much love established that the little girl felt obligued to give her this special gift. The receiver felt extremely special. The desire to give something back was overwhelming but not possible. </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>Then the music got hopping and a dance off was on. These kids could DANCE! Standing in a circle...cheering each one on... the room was HAPPY!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>Now here is when it gets a little real. We made these peanut butter sandwiches and every child got at least one. We asked if we could pass out seconds and we were told no, we could feed more children. While we were inside doing these activities, other children began to line up outside the center in hopes of getting fed. Let that sink in a little... children were lining up outside the center in hopes to score a meal! </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>We all left that center with our hearts a little more full. We left thankful for being able to serve these kids, we left happy and TIRED!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>We ventured on to Mother Theresa's orphanage next. Turns out another group of missionaries were already at the orphanage. No worries! We are Super Gumby and we will be coming back for you Mother Theresa later in the week!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: medium;"><b>We experienced a lot of ups and downs today but we know that GOD IS GOOD!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Words of the Day: plethora, dance, "that was NOT a good idea", grateful, jungle gym, dance party, maturing, laughter, "fun, change, connection", volleyball</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNWav0ZoiIj_tKUFGNqi50v4ANJHuuUP2En5uZ7UJjKxhjvEWos4BRF3GxD4vAYwj2wFKJ3NhCsMoR_75fuw5J4WZtI-F0fWd6zjmSUygmTGE8ub-giC3tH__5Xu7CDPRZjQv2_BIZqkc/s5152/Hope+Center.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNWav0ZoiIj_tKUFGNqi50v4ANJHuuUP2En5uZ7UJjKxhjvEWos4BRF3GxD4vAYwj2wFKJ3NhCsMoR_75fuw5J4WZtI-F0fWd6zjmSUygmTGE8ub-giC3tH__5Xu7CDPRZjQv2_BIZqkc/s320/Hope+Center.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><b><br /></b></span><p></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-33708188681310039012021-06-16T04:15:00.001-07:002021-06-16T18:02:27.098-07:00Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 2<p style="text-align: center;">š <b><span style="color: red;">Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 2 šµ</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b>Team Texas has a saying when we are in Haiti... the rule is to be like "Gumby". For those who have no idea who Gumby is... look up the green claymation figure that bends every way. When you are in Haiti, you have to learn to be flexible. The schedule can change at a drop of the hat. So far this trip has proved to be no different. What was supposed to be our schedule lasted for 15 minutes and then we were diverted to another task. No matter - whatever we are supposed to be doing - it is in God's timing and not ours.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"> Today turned into Elder Visits. To define "elder" in Haiti would require the explanation that the average life expectancy is 64 years, compared to 79 in the United States. We were privileged to visit 4 of the local elders in Titanyen. In some cultures, elders are revered for their knowledge and understanding of the world. In Haiti, most elders are no longer able to contribute to the household therefore are often forgotten about. We visited these 4 residents, bringing them food, juice, water and washing their feet. It is a very humbling experience to wash a stranger's feet, just as Jesus washed the disciple's feet. To be allowed in their homes is a honor. Some local children gathered with us at one of the houses while we were there. Their smiles bring joy. They were quick to braid a couple of our team mates hair too. Our last elder left a few of us with a troubled mind. He was blind, deaf and layed on a mattress on the floor. He was happy and ready to eat the food we brought for him. It raised questions in one of our team mates mind- did he have more expectations in life? When asking all these Elders, what their prayer requests were.. they didn't ask for "things". They asked for health, they asked for their children to be cared for, they asked for them to make decisions pleasing to the Lord, they asked to walk again and one even asked for death. Visiting these elders is a special time and it is a reminder that we are all God's people and we are called to serve each other. </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="text John-13-13" face="system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial" id="en-NIV-26644" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><span class="woj">ā</span></span><span class="text John-13-14" face="system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial" id="en-NIV-26645" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"><span class="woj"><span class="versenum" style="display: inline; font-size: 1.2rem; font-weight: 700; line-height: normal; position: relative; top: auto; vertical-align: text-top;"> </span>Now that I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also should wash one anotherās feet.</span></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="text John-13-15 psuedo-selection" face="system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial" id="en-NIV-26646" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; outline: rgb(0, 0, 0) dotted 1px; text-align: left;"><span class="woj">I have set you an example that you should do as I have done for you.</span></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="text John-13-16" face="system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial" id="en-NIV-26647" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"><span class="woj">Very truly I tell you, no servant is greater than his master, nor is a messenger greater than the one who sent him.</span></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="text John-13-17" face="system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial" id="en-NIV-26648" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"><span class="woj">Now that you know these things, you will be blessed if you do them."<br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>John 13:14-17</b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Titanyen seemed busier to us this time. It was actually a market day and people came from surrounding areas to buy fruit, bread, rice, etc... There was an area of "parked" donkeys awaiting their owners to carry their goods home. I think one donkey has a Mercedes emblem on it's butt but don't hold me to that. Curious Hatians stared as we walked through a small sea of people. We have never been to their market before so we welcomed this experience.</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">You don't have to travel to a foreign country to do God's work. Can you imagine washing strangers feet in your hometown? The Bible tells us how to live. It seems so simple. Why does it seem so simple here but so much harder back home? We know these things, we, more often than not, we know what God wants us to do and we will always be blessed when we do them. </span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: red;">Words of the Day: happiness, "goo-bye", comfortable being uncomfortable, humanity, compass, innocence, spirtual warface, "getting out of self, self understanding, accepting self", feet, hidden</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsiTGMY1fftltO4WW474TVyf4o4XJnJIk4ygWO36LXenBglNniYMzkeZXe8FhJMOjJNkwy7YIRK559WZpCvg73BnrP5GRjYXXKJ3NP-SOBaidPbcezwE0crllo8jtaEnoKFPiG8T3YkDY/s5152/Elders+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsiTGMY1fftltO4WW474TVyf4o4XJnJIk4ygWO36LXenBglNniYMzkeZXe8FhJMOjJNkwy7YIRK559WZpCvg73BnrP5GRjYXXKJ3NP-SOBaidPbcezwE0crllo8jtaEnoKFPiG8T3YkDY/s320/Elders+1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-27267903750751161922021-06-14T19:46:00.000-07:002021-06-14T19:46:40.607-07:00Team 1 = Texasabetes - Day 1 <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">š </span><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: medium;">Team Texasabetes - Monday, June 14th</span><span style="color: red;"> ā¤</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Today was a travel day!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">One team member described it as an adventure.... I would have described it as a scene from the classic movie Vacation. This trip to Haiti has been an adventure in the making from the very beginning. June 2020 was our original travel plans and like the rest of the world, our 2020 plans were cancelled by the CoVid. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">2021, our trip was back on but we had many hiccups along the way. Has anyone flown lately? We bought our tickets EARLY... wanted to get a good price! Turns out, early doesn't mean easy. After our flights changing what seemed like a million times... spending several hours of our lives we will never get back trying to fix those flights.... the day finally came to travel!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Some of our team left from Wichita Falls... others left from DFW. We had a very quick exchange when we landed in DFW. Spent only 20 minutes on ground and then were off again. Turns out our next layover would be worse. Diverted due to "weather"... our plan was delayed landing. The run was on! I didn't realize Jennifer could run so fast. Three of us made it to stop the plane from leaving while the others caught up. That was a scene!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Yay God - we made it!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">It is good to be back in Haiti. Smells and sounds bring back memories for the ones returning. New ones are learning all about the lay of the land. The Haitian ladies had an awesome meal waiting on us. We have excitement on the team and can't wait to start serving tomorrow.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">This evenings word of the day was a good one. Alot of insight and anticipation discussed... and as always ALOT of laughter with Team Texas! </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Words of the Day:</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Rocky - rushed - rest</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Adventure</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Proud</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Happy</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Relief</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Control</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Sausage - don't ask!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Water</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Excitement</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Anticipation</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2J_npgjWHavwDL59ctCgwIvrKIkErAZNCDRhMTmo4rF52sN_rxReYcqcI_B_QOJGVv-iwmtNDcRUkbiJs4Xr4m1DKZdNruFMz5Oq-ZEgLu8AWH7AlOLJ6Nl7ROja5X_n9qRQAZQXFv-I/s640/image0.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="318" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2J_npgjWHavwDL59ctCgwIvrKIkErAZNCDRhMTmo4rF52sN_rxReYcqcI_B_QOJGVv-iwmtNDcRUkbiJs4Xr4m1DKZdNruFMz5Oq-ZEgLu8AWH7AlOLJ6Nl7ROja5X_n9qRQAZQXFv-I/w238-h318/image0.jpeg" width="238" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg31xYLl9Qgjjc3DozoHVJDKhMWk-lR1KkTUTChw9xptg1QOIvqrQPP5Alh9_v7NJNlMBFIrayEKySh5KGSveOgDBgeVmq3P5ux8QVWUUBUA50mkVRVG5Fbr5BPUqiu09u51FBhkQywC8w/s640/image1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg31xYLl9Qgjjc3DozoHVJDKhMWk-lR1KkTUTChw9xptg1QOIvqrQPP5Alh9_v7NJNlMBFIrayEKySh5KGSveOgDBgeVmq3P5ux8QVWUUBUA50mkVRVG5Fbr5BPUqiu09u51FBhkQywC8w/s320/image1.jpeg" /></a></div><div><br /></div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;">āChrist has no body now but yours. No hands, no feet on earth but yours.</span></span></b></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;">Yours are the eyes through which he looks compassion on this world.</span></span></b></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Yours are the feet with which he walks to do good.</span></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Yours are the hands through which he blesses all the world.</span></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Yours are the hands, yours are the feet, yours are the eyes, you are his body.</span></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Christ has no body now on earth but yours.ā</span></b></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">~ Teresa of Ćvila</span></b></div></span></span></b><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-81841573536141854812021-06-13T19:57:00.000-07:002021-06-13T19:57:19.052-07:00Day 7/Team 1<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9xZ98N6h_68xauXrh_666VRrVDuK8cN3qKHN1kS3aG1A04OZfQKIuZsO1XCvlexJ-r-CHvG-x1Nlq8203-2LkYx_3z0UuJZc8XhLQnRFEIXG1ddQsNYIlt-6zhz3Go4ZQjIWYDbe7XZE/s1280/Blog7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1280" height="331" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9xZ98N6h_68xauXrh_666VRrVDuK8cN3qKHN1kS3aG1A04OZfQKIuZsO1XCvlexJ-r-CHvG-x1Nlq8203-2LkYx_3z0UuJZc8XhLQnRFEIXG1ddQsNYIlt-6zhz3Go4ZQjIWYDbe7XZE/w588-h331/Blog7.jpg" width="588" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Best Laid Plans...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Things don't always turn out the way you planned, especially in Haiti! Today we were excited to spend some more time with our favorite Deaf kids at the Deaf Church and then head to the beach!! I (Julie) have been to Haiti six times and had never been to the beach. Well, God had other plans...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The route to church was blocked today, so our talented drivers diverted to a different route. Apparently, everyone who owns a vehicle decided to follow that same route! We sat still for over an hour, but enjoyed the sights and sounds of local vendors selling a wide variety of food. These chicken feet were some of the more "interesting" items. After our Haitian staff did some research by asking oncoming moto drivers, we discovered that this route was also impassable. So, we headed back to the guest house and got ready for a day of rest and fun at the local hotel pool! We were able to spend time with the other team here (from Ohio, South Carolina, and Washington) and our Healing Haiti interpreters/all-around-awesome trip coordinators. Our disappointment turned out to be a great way to spend our last full day together. We ended the evening by singing some worship songs with the other team and enjoyed Ouida worshipping with her ASL interpretation of the songs. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Tomorrow will be spent doing some visits to local organizations and then heading to the airport. We hope you have enjoyed a little of our journey this week. Thanks for following along! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We will start planning our next trip once we get home!! We are hoping for a much bigger "Deaf-focused" trip next summer and would love it if you joined us! Let me know if you would like more information. (You have a whole year to save/raise the funds!!) </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-4393156011775575972021-06-12T19:49:00.003-07:002021-06-12T19:49:45.160-07:00Day 6/ Team 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiug5AkPQfapX16elRWtPihSQp1gQONEMqsIcRpwge82NpAw7xPKS0LcajexqPZ86wajPYlDsaxGPao2FVWXPVRUqt05TBurEOQd3pESAIc9D80Q146D38yOhZvf6GurBRT-B9HxE8388o/s2048/blog6+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1391" data-original-width="2048" height="279" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiug5AkPQfapX16elRWtPihSQp1gQONEMqsIcRpwge82NpAw7xPKS0LcajexqPZ86wajPYlDsaxGPao2FVWXPVRUqt05TBurEOQd3pESAIc9D80Q146D38yOhZvf6GurBRT-B9HxE8388o/w411-h279/blog6+%25282%2529.JPG" width="411" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Our team woke up to some good breakfast and natural lemon juice then we went through heavy traffic towards Grace Village to visit the children to play soccer and learn some Creole language. We also met Deaf guy that works at the bakery next to the school where they make the best bread and cinnamon rolls even Pizza in Haiti.</p><p>We had our lunch on top of the mountain and ate delicious Haiti Mangos with gorgeous views of the sea and relax. Talk to each others about our experience in life and how visiting Haiti has impacted each one of us. Our day was full of joy!</p><p><br /></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-81129652421839935482021-06-11T18:21:00.000-07:002021-06-11T18:21:36.914-07:00Day 5/Team 1<p><br /> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipXTIq1qXuF4KjJhsHFC4unlqN54sCMnyWG-AY3bAfbWEYv_jsz5duKaJSkWxyXKBkckb-1FCEV1XBXWcJrF3qXJI8o_osM7XEGBD21XTqrwP2RND64CaADxZS5GUCaNyf88dnjefy09g/s2048/blog5.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipXTIq1qXuF4KjJhsHFC4unlqN54sCMnyWG-AY3bAfbWEYv_jsz5duKaJSkWxyXKBkckb-1FCEV1XBXWcJrF3qXJI8o_osM7XEGBD21XTqrwP2RND64CaADxZS5GUCaNyf88dnjefy09g/w357-h268/blog5.JPG" width="357" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Another meaningful day in Haiti. Our Deaf focused team and the other Healing Haiti team traveled together this morning to our favorite Deaf academy. Our tap-tap ride involved lots of bumps, traffic, and sign lessons. Upon arrival, we were greeted with warm smiles and happy hands. We spent the day conversing and learning from staff and students...I didn't want to leave. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We journeyed back to Healing Haiti--navigating Port-au-Prince traffic requires great skill while riding requires great trust. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The cooks had prepared a Haitian meal for dinner... it was most wonderful, just like I remember. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">To end the day, a thunderstorm and always pleasant company. I am grateful!</div><p></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-81303191092709113002021-06-10T19:33:00.000-07:002021-06-10T19:33:41.860-07:00Day4/Team1<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoT2Wo4gYgXooefKujduHQyKUgNowF4Rc2WZVVwKae_8ZWyrRpsDBJtcR_PcFkO-yjyrhRpZucJcGTAoFBpSZntHEUvpait1zXyMllk6TFtE4lw-Doi2-tVHAePnVdMi-XRP6fMflMQoU/s2048/blog+photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoT2Wo4gYgXooefKujduHQyKUgNowF4Rc2WZVVwKae_8ZWyrRpsDBJtcR_PcFkO-yjyrhRpZucJcGTAoFBpSZntHEUvpait1zXyMllk6TFtE4lw-Doi2-tVHAePnVdMi-XRP6fMflMQoU/s320/blog+photo.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2228; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">Today was full!</span></div><p></p><div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2228; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2228; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">We started at an artisan market in the neighborhood where we shopped for items made by Haitian artists. There was amazing metal art, paintings, jewelry, wood items, stone bowls...and other beautiful items I'm forgetting.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2228; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2228; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">Then we were off to Titanyen. We started at Grace Village. What a beautiful view - in the mountains with the ocean in the distance! We got a tour of the school, garden and dorms. The seniors have final exams coming up - pray for their success.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2228; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2228; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">After visiting the village we were off to serve some of the elders in the town. We brought them dinner, water, and juice. Then we were blessed with the opportunity to wash their feet, sing, and pray for them. What an amazing way to be the hands of God! </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2228; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2228; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">Then...Fleri bakery and restaurant! We saw where they bake the street bread and other items, AND we had PIZZA! It was so good!</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2228; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2228; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">Our hearts (and our tummies!) are FULL!</div></div><p><br /></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-69890331359076426572021-06-09T18:58:00.001-07:002021-06-09T18:58:40.207-07:00DAY 3/TEAM 1<p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3cvA63dMnO3WpWnRnEp3LAaZNmVuCWqlGu297p5B-SFJ7dfZArKcq4t7eUhwZWtVkKXgw4s8m6uKZo2eFJcKqZTyoKJsXf_DQAgzPm15Fm2uPcczj8vt03OUBHGQYpfSiOWF5anParNw/s2048/DSCN0536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3cvA63dMnO3WpWnRnEp3LAaZNmVuCWqlGu297p5B-SFJ7dfZArKcq4t7eUhwZWtVkKXgw4s8m6uKZo2eFJcKqZTyoKJsXf_DQAgzPm15Fm2uPcczj8vt03OUBHGQYpfSiOWF5anParNw/w384-h288/DSCN0536.JPG" width="384" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Michelle here! Today was a good day! We did a couple of different things. We went to a factory where they take used tires and innertubes and make shoes and sandals. They also make lots of homemade things like jewelry and leather pieces like book marks, wallets and purses. We also made peanut butter sandwiches and took them to a place kind of like a boys and girls club. We played games, colored, danced and just loved on the children. If that wasn't enough enough experience we went to a home where we played and loved on 17 babies. They were all infants and it broke my heart. I just wanted to sit down and swaddled each and everyone of them up in my arms and sing and pray over their lives. I may have shed a couple of tears as I walked away. We ended the day walking in the rain to a hotel where we cooled off with a swim! <p></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-75989969626142703492021-06-08T19:01:00.001-07:002021-06-09T04:58:18.142-07:00Day 2/ Team 1<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKM6o7JJMovEDkO2XqSLuiVeH4gWUtRvsVHNX4MPkzLcTd3doZphZHLuIHrqrYGhAq3Zykxo4VTvlyLagwGXPQmf1UxR-SDUUJXYp5Z_b9ixguiPrFeQaghEutF_NpQa1jjSVSbwri5po/s2048/DSCN0308.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="461" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKM6o7JJMovEDkO2XqSLuiVeH4gWUtRvsVHNX4MPkzLcTd3doZphZHLuIHrqrYGhAq3Zykxo4VTvlyLagwGXPQmf1UxR-SDUUJXYp5Z_b9ixguiPrFeQaghEutF_NpQa1jjSVSbwri5po/w613-h461/DSCN0308.JPG" width="613" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div>Let me start with this...an amazing day! As we rode in our tap tap I was able to see the many people whose complexion was like mine. The extremely bumpy ride enhanced our experience which have given us a more realistic understanding of the daily life here in Haiti. However seeing the faces causes me to consider their actual lives...are they here buying dinner, are they here to sell items in order to buy food for dinner, are they the driver of their own tap tap? All of the questions were running through my mind, yet our focus was on our favorite Deaf school we were anxiously journeying to. <p></p><p>Once we arrived at the school we were greeted by beautiful children signing and smiling! This was the highlight of our day. This made every bump and every twist and turn worth the travel. The students are vibrant, accepting and smart. They will melt your heart with the large eyes signing to the unexpected guest "Beautiful...you!" Leaving today was difficult, but was made more bearable knowing that we will return later this week. </p><p>Yes this was a long day, one that is just the beginning of our life changing week. </p><p><br /></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-36725466878418010752021-06-07T20:19:00.000-07:002021-06-07T20:19:18.897-07:00Day 1/ Team 1 (Lawson Deaf-focused team)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUx7j9YmqZJyNYSlQPgBDu8eX_Y7fZECXUk4KUk9Y2fGL595FkT-gp3ZCdvtpdgtW9eCmj_kp-m_Ec-MBn-2hN9LJlJOWiChhkqz0Y-QImQiS24SXnDqSEEAOwKfE60OBt4QS0-NnO_-8/s2048/20210607_130930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUx7j9YmqZJyNYSlQPgBDu8eX_Y7fZECXUk4KUk9Y2fGL595FkT-gp3ZCdvtpdgtW9eCmj_kp-m_Ec-MBn-2hN9LJlJOWiChhkqz0Y-QImQiS24SXnDqSEEAOwKfE60OBt4QS0-NnO_-8/s320/20210607_130930.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;">After months of planning, Zoom calls, paperwork, posting, and every other method of communicating you can imagine, our team FINALLY made it to Haiti today!! We are a team of eight from Minnesota, Indiana, and Georgia with a variety of backgrounds and interests, but we are all coming together well as a true TEAM. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;">The day was spent traveling and meeting in Miami. Some of us were meeting face-to-face for the first time! After some conversations, laughs, and the obligatory group photo, we were off to Haiti! The leader, Julie, loved watching everyone's expressions as we navigated the airport, the baggage claim area, and then the tap tap ride. We arrived to an American meal of taco salad (complete with Doritos and Coke!) and spent the rest of the evening soaking in the beauty around us. We spent time talking, getting to know one another, reaching out to our families and then had the opportunity to disconnect- Instead of watching TV tonight, we observed lizards hunting for bugs. We watched a thunderstorm build and pass by us. We shared our observations of how happy the children are; no cell phones, iPads, or video games...just playing and sharing time as a family. We will continue to look for the beauty in this country and see how God is present in everything we see and do. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Some of the weary travelers are already asleep and the rest of us are on our way. Our team is excited to serve and look forward to see what tomorrow will bring! Please pray for us as we go throughout our week and that God will use us to the best of our abilities. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-14778809280074704132021-05-30T19:48:00.000-07:002021-05-30T19:48:38.608-07:00Haiti trip 5/24-30 Wrap Up<p>Caroline Prickette and Lucy McKenzie</p><p>We have all been blessed by the opportunity to come to Haiti. We have learned and seen so many eye-opening things. We have made new friends, traveled outside of our comfort zones, and truly fallen in love with this place.</p><p>Lucy McKenzie </p><p>This has been my second time to Haiti. I felt that since I knew what to expect, the experience was going to be different from the first time. But one thing struck me about this trip. I wasn't any less exited to see and visit the people. The children's touch was always something I looked forward too! And visiting the elders of the community was so eye opening. Their relationship with the Lord was so strong. One elder would tell us stories of how Christ has helped her in her life. She lived in a shack about the size of an outhouse, and to hear her speak so highly of the Lord despite her living conditions made me feel more dependent on Christ. I have learned throughout my journey in Haiti that God will always be with us in our highs and lows. Haiti has a special place in my heart and will be my second home! Serving along side my team and the staff has been such an honor! I can't wait to be back!</p><p>p.s! Big thanks to the staff! They work so hard to make our adventures in Haiti possible!</p><p>Caroline Prickette</p><p>This has been my second time as well coming to Haiti. I had the privilege to go with Lucy and her mom in January, and now I get to come back a second time, with my mom and a new friend tagging along as well! I have been counting down the days as soon as I got back to the states in January on when I could come back, and as I sit on the front porch of the guesthouse writing this, I couldn't have asked for a better time and group to come back and serve in Haiti. One thing that struck me differently this time around was the children. Of course, they are as cute as ever, but I started noticing the small things they would do that set them apart from every other kid I've met before this trip. One day, I was in Grace Village helping with laundry. The concrete was all sudsy and wet, but I still sat down to help. All of the sudden a small hand was tapping my shoulder and wanting me to stand up. I thought I had done something wrong, but instead this little girl put down a towel for me to sit on. She immediately saw me sitting in the puddle and wanted to help me. The same day at Grace, a little girl wanted to braid my hair. She was still very young, so the hair style she designed for me not only didn't fit my hair, but was probably the craziest style I had ever seen. It had two ponytails braided together with one group of hair braided into a teeny tiny braid. She was so proud of what she had created the she grabbed my hand and marched me around showing all her friends her masterpiece. I had told her earlier in the day that I didn't know much Creole, so she pulled me aside and pulled out her school book and started to teach me. She taught me how to pronounce her name, the vowel sounds, and some numbers before we had to leave. On the way back to the tap tap, she grabbed my hand and called me her "best zanmi"which means best friend in Creole. My heart just melted when she told me that. She had done so many things in the span of 45 minutes to make me feel so loved and welcomed by her. When we climbed into the tap tap she said "orevwa Caroline!" and blew me a huge kiss from the gate. These young kids here in Haiti have so much love in their hearts, and they just want to share it. I am so honored that these children shared their love and friendship with me and my fellow team members this week. I could truly see God's light coming from every single one of them in everything they would do. I can't wait to take another adventure back to Haiti to serve the Lord once again in one of my favorite places in the world. </p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-22326237300252846992021-05-26T20:48:00.000-07:002021-05-26T20:48:33.140-07:00Serving Day 2- Elder Visits<p>5-26-21</p><p><br /></p><p>Today was an incredible day. eye opening to say the very least. It started out with some coffee on the guest house porch, and mouth watering breakfast made by the wonderful house mothers/ cooks as well as Gena and Cindy some other goers who volunteered to help. We then had a chance to purchase some Haitian metal art, handmade bracelets, paintings, t-shirts and wooden bowls. The next stop... Grace village!!! This was my first time ever at grace village and to say god is working miracles through Healing Haiti would be an understatement. God has blessed this organization through land, the staff, the children, Fleri, the clinic, and sponsorship programs for both the children and elders. this leads me to the next event of the day which was elder visits. We took the rough rock roads through windy and narrow streets to get to these elders homes. Once we arrived our translator and Smith and Rosevelt helped us communicate on a personal level with each elder. The first stop we combined three in one which happened to be a husband, wife and her sister. They openly invited us in and showed us how to make home made Haitian coffee. The process is an artwork. Water boiled over an open flame, that was poured into a cloth strainer that rushed into a big bowl all the while filling the cup and re-pouring the coffee water back through over and over. This was then given to us, while allowing time for it to cool we were able talk and ask questions about their lives and many years of combined wisdom and experience. Once it cooled, and I took my first sip it was like my tastebuds were dancing for joy as it was unlike any coffee I've ever had in my life. We were then able to sing and pray with the three elders before heading off down the street to the next. The last elder visit was filled with laughter and smiles as Dufort was cracking jokes left and right all the while praising God for everything he had and his health. It was a spiritual shift that could be felt in the air as I couldn't help but appreciate how living in a rough condition all that he could do was thank God for everything. This is truly a life changing and eyeopening experience that I will never take for granted. Lastly, we all met up at Fleri which is a bakery ran by Haitians in the community but originally created and funded by Healing Haiti. Fleri means to flourish and the way God has worked with this opportunity in the community it is truly flourishing. We were able to eat and try their handmade pizzas which were so wonderful, I can see how they are flourishing with pizzas that taste this good. This concludes the day and truly one that I will never forget. Life changing. God is SO good. </p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-68003557633637306882021-05-25T20:30:00.000-07:002021-05-25T20:30:53.334-07:00Serving Day 1<p>Bonswa, today was an amazing and blessed day. This morning we went to the New Hope Community Center (Smith's neighborhood) and played with the children in the community. We did different activities with the children such as water colored painting and different games. There was dancing, smiles, laughing, just so much joy all around. We as the team made PB sandwiches for a snack to give to the children. Some of the kids shared with their siblings or took it home to share with their family. Their unselfishness was so impressive to us. In the afternoon we visited a home for sick and dying children. We each fed a baby or toddler and played with them for a couple hours. Here is a personal note from one of the goers who went to the home for sick and dying: </p><p>"I met a little girl today. Her face was round and chubby. She had curly black hair and skin the color of chocolate. A perfect baby. But something was missing. I noticed it right away when I walked into the room. I saw her standing there in that orphanage in her little rusty metal crib, her chubby brown legs sinking into the old, worn mattress and knew right away that something was wrong. Something important was missing. Anyone could have noticed. Any normal person walking into that room could have seen that her smile was missing. No emotion showed on her face. Nothing. My heart hurt as I spooned Haitian pudding into her sweet little mouth. She mechanically ate until the tin bowl was empty and I scooped her into my arms to clean her up and change her. Still no emotion crossed her face. No smile, no happiness, no crying. Just... nothing.... I had never seen a child like this. So empty of love and so full of nothing. I tried in vain to get her to smile. Or her eyes to connect with mine. Or even for her to reach out or point to something. Still nothing. I tried everything. Tickling her, talking to her, playing pat a cake, cuddling... but none of my efforts were successful. So I simply sat and held her. She was starved for human touch. Nobody had held her all day. Maybe not the day before either. After a while, she seemed to relax a little and I took her chubby hand and we walked over to the playground. I set her on the slide and helped her sweaty little legs scoot down. She got to the bottom and I looked at her adorable face to see her reaction. To my surprise, I saw a smile and sparkling eyes. I threw her up in the air and caught her. I squeezed tight, so happy, and giggle escaped from her. Her face lit up. I loved a little girl today..."</p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-39295444156731436472021-05-14T17:23:00.000-07:002021-05-14T17:23:43.734-07:00<p><br /></p><p>Hello all:). We heard last night that we weren't able to go to Cite Soleil today as "planned". When I heard this news I was disappointed but I knew that "plan B's" are often where God can do his magic. </p><p>We started out the day the whole team making it to a 6:00 am service at Church of the Rock. One of our team members, Will called it "self-guided". I thought this was a pretty good explanation. As we all know the Holy Spirit can work through language barriers and that is exactly what happened. Travis called it "Holy Spirit Lead". Any words that we choose it was powerful, to say the least. </p><p>We went to the La Phare School and Orphanage. There we had another dance party, did activities with the kids and played more soccer. After the school we all came back and took a nap! </p><p>After our nap we took off to the Home and Sick and Dying Babies again. There we were reminded of loving the one that God puts in our path. </p><p>Looking forward to what happens tomorrow. </p><p>In service,<br />Scott</p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-49590491130409727032021-05-13T19:12:00.002-07:002021-05-13T19:12:32.338-07:00May 13th, 2021<p> <span> Today was a very fulfilling day. We started our day organized just for us. It was full of local artists and merchants who sold their work that came in a variety of items and designs. It was interesting to bargain and come to an agreement to get the most bang for our buck, but in the end, we did bring a portion of our money to stimulate the local economy. I was able to find some cool gifts for family and friends to bring back home as well. </span></p><p><span><span> Next, we ran back to the guesthouse to change clothes and head up the mountain. On our way to the next stop, we saw some cool things: An Olympic training center, a type of mine excavated from to make concrete, a mass grave from the earthquake in 2010, and a beautiful view of the Caribbean. When we finally made the steep climb up to Grace Village, we were able to capture a beautiful view from the beautiful village. We spent our time here playing with kids on a large, donated playground and running around playing different games. </span><br /></span></p><p><span><span><span> After this, we visited a few elders and brought them meals. We spent time with them praying and washing their hands and feet. Washing the elders' feet was a very spiritually impactful moment, where we were reminded about the story of the woman washing Jesus' feet and also the verse about unknowingly entertaining angels. When she looked into your eyes, you could really feel it in your soul. This was such a powerful moment that will be with us for the rest of our lives. We also got to spend some time at the well filling and carrying water jugs for the elders and locals. </span><br /></span></span></p><p><span><span><span><span> </span>The next stop was a business and restaurant called Fleri, where we really got to see the spirit and resilience of the Titanyen community. Fleri is a bakery and pizzeria that produces affordable, small batches of bread for the community. They have an incredible mission with the objective of building up the community and creating local jobs. </span></span></span></p><p><span> </span>After we finished our amazing meal, we headed back down the mountain to Delmas where our guesthouse is. In conclusion, it was an amazing and fulfilling day with many lessons and rewarding moments.</p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-11773108823191651392021-05-12T19:28:00.000-07:002021-05-12T19:28:12.892-07:00<span> </span>To start our day's blog, I had to ask our team to remind me how our day even started. From shopping to face painting to holding sick babies to hanging out at a beautiful pool and playing street soccer with locals, the day did not fail to bring every emotion each of us could really imagine. It took us a minute to remember everything as we finally had a minute to process it all. <div><br /></div><div><ul><li>Shopping at Haiti Design Co. </li></ul><div><span> </span><span> </span><span> We spent our morning putting some money into the Haitian economy by supporting an established business that employs local artists, Haiti Design Co. We were able to see a lot of very unique, handmade jewelry, bags, kids stuffed animals, and even got the opportunity to learn how to make layered leather wristbands, which some of the team went for. They also had a beautiful rooftop view where we could overlook some of the city and mountains.</span><br /></div><ul><li>New Hope "Community Center"</li></ul><div> Big brother big sister/community center/daycare all wrapped in one, New Hope brings love, childcare, mentorship and food to the surrounding community they are in. We were able to meet some of the directors and employees who manage the chaos of 60 energetic kids in a small building and courtyard. They were such a blessing to these kids and the majority of the kids had a lot of respect towards them. You can tell that they had really invested in the kids to build those relationships, despite there being an unfair ratio of 1 adult:15+ kids. </div><div><br /></div><div><span> </span><span> </span>We were able to do some face painting, rock painting, nail painting, jump roping, ball kicking/tossing, and lunchtime with the kids and brought along 50 sandwiches that we made that fed kids and their siblings at home-I even helped babies drink the pop they were given, something I never thought I would have given in to! They chugged it all down and got a few good burps and were happy and ready to go home after that!</div></div><div><br /></div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Home for Sick & Dying Babies</li></ul><div><span> </span><span> The last two hours of our "work day" was spent with kids who had to live at a hospital/orphanage building without anyone besides a few nannies to take care of them all, so they soaked up all the extra love. It was hard to know how old each kid was because what I would guess is a 6-month-old baby in America, could have been a 4-year-old in Haiti growing very slowly from malnutrition and whatever other sickness they were struggling with as an infant. Some didn't look to get out of the cribs much and some were anxious and needing to move ASAP. Either way, we would scoop them all up knowing they would probably not get held again until tomorrow, and they all seemed pretty happy with the "forced love." </span><br /></div></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><span> </span><span> </span>The hardest part about this facility was hearing the room next door with babies so sick we weren't able to even go in the room or look at them and hearing them screaming and crying. Knowing that they were not comfortable or something hurt or they just needed something and the staff was outnumbered so some would wait a while to get what they needed was HARD. It was a good opportunity and blessing though to be a part of it and to see something like that. There is no shortage of children in need in America, but this was really something different that you would see in very few other places around the world. They had filled up with babies and children after the earthquake in 2011, but thankfully were not as full anymore and some babies got healthier and were able to go home with people who could be with them 24/7. </span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span>Pool/Soccer with locals</span></li></ul><div><span> </span>We ended our day at a beautiful rooftop pool across the street from our stay. We got an earful of DJ Khalid's top 10 or so songs in English with more swearing in a minute than I've heard in 21 years on this planet. They turned it on as we walked up, so we think they were doing it to please us. </div></div><div><br /></div><div><span> As we walked back from the pool, we turned onto our street to find a group of guys still playing soccer. They invited one guy to play soccer with them, which turned into all 4 guys on our team playing the Haitians and using tires as goals. Guess who won? As long as you said absolutely not the Americans, you were right. The ladies sat on the side and chatted with some of the guys as they talked about their dreams to come to the States someday or just travel and see what else is out there. Some of them had great English that they learned in high school. </span><br /></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><span> </span>It was quite a day! The way that kids are raised and families operate is so different, yet so similar to what we are used to seeing in the United States. It is quite amazing how much more they rely and work with each other as a community while in survival mode for their own families at the same time. Tomorrow will bring a whole new set of lessons, love, and emotions as we are off to see a new part of what Healing Haiti has been doing here! Thanks for following our journey and keeping up with our long posts as we try to paint a picture of our busy days! </span></div>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-10501867287776032462021-05-11T20:11:00.001-07:002021-05-11T20:13:19.150-07:00Day 1 - water truck day<p><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">We went to the Hope school and clinic in cite soleil today, the school was filled with kids who love to run and play and ask questions. As soon as we walked in the kids were ecstatic that they had someone new they could play with. From what I understand, many of them donāt really know at this point in their life that they are in the poorest part of the poorest country in the world so they just have the same excited smiles and games that any other child would have. They have teachers from cite soleil that teach them how to read and write in creole, but many of them understand Spanish very well and they all know āhey youā and āwhat is your nameā in English. When I donāt understand something they say in creole I tell them in Spanish that I donāt understand and they try to explain in Spanish. They are also learning math and history and other subjects that are normally taught in schools but they have a sewing lab and a computer lab as well. The sewing lab is used by women that are making diapers and masks and blankets that they can then sell to orphanages and make their own profit. So the school is also bringing in opportunities for women to become independent. The computer lab is used to give the children the opportunity to use devices, every time a new device is brought in the kids are seeing it for the first time. They use the lab to become technology literate and they learn by using the devices. They eventually can learn to code and the sometimes they are chosen to continue learning computer science at universities in the United States. We also got to hear about the clinic and how much of an impact that has on the city. They charge the patients a small amount so they take pride in their health care and they help them with as much as they can possibly provide. The clinic has also been able to help mothers emotionally attach to their children as most mothers in Cite Soleil have grown accustomed to the possibility of losing children early on. The clinic has shown them the importance of family bonds that will undoubtedly be an advantage for future generations of Haitians. After the school we went to Cite Soleil. Cite Soleil has a population of 400,000 people within 1.2 sq miles, it is the most densely populated area on earth, and it is hard to imagine what it would be like to live there even after going there. We drove to specific areas of cite soleil with a water truck and would get out and fill everyoneās buckets, tubs, pools, barrels, or anything else that someone was using to hold their water. I was holding the hose from the truck at one point, so I was at the front of the line and would get to see everyones faces as they had all waited diligently in line for their turn. I was told that they used to try to budge in line but they have learned that if they try to cut then the Haitian workers with the truck will throw their bucket as far away as possible so they are forced to go to the end of the line. When helping carry buckets for children and the elderly I was led along a street where people were selling various items at kiosks or congregated outside talking in groups. When we turned off the road we would walk to their homes, they all had something inside they really wanted me to see and you could see the pride that they have in everything they own. The children all loved to play and I saw many of them being very careful to clean their entire body with less than a cup of water. Others would grab an entire bucket and pour it over themselves and small children would wade in the water right by the truck as we were filling water. The streets are flooded in many areas of the city, they always jump over small puddles or find ways around the larger flooded areas but they do drive through it still. They care about their clothing a lot, they all have super clean clothes and they are always put together well, it seems that the philosophy they have is that they canāt fix everything in the country so they just try to fix what they have. Haitians are very proud of what they have and they do not let their living situation change that. Many of the children are āslave childrenā that have been sold by their parents because they canāt be fed. When they work as slaves they can get food but they often start working hard labor before they are 5. When we went to the farm, we saw local farmers that had rented out plots of land, they know when and what to farm and they maximize the land by poly farming. They time their harvests so that they have different crops at different times of year and they use the crops to feed their families. We were told about one farmer who had bought almost 2 acres of land which is far more than other local farmers and he hired five people to work for him and he also dug himself a well to supply even more water. He did all of this to feed his ten kids after he recently lost his eleventh. He was filled with desire, to get his kids in school, and to a better life. He was motivated and the only thing he needed was the land to farm. He had lost his job as a government official but his kids still relied on him, he found a way to feed his family and showed how Haitians always find another way. Whether it be starting the broken water pump with a lanyard or leasing land to start farming, Haitians come up with ingenious solutions to problems in their every day life. After seeing everything today I have become confused, How does a child see a āslave childā and think they do not deserve to be held? How does a father see hope in his future after losing his child? How can we do more to help? I think the most important thing I learned is that we are not here to save them because they already save themselves every day. They are intuitive and motivated, with opportunities to work and, in turn, directly support their local economy they can find the way out of this. With education, stronger family bonds, and opportunities to work I believe the Haitian people possess an ability to find solutions to any problem in front of them, and with such pride in their country they will eventually find a solution to end poverty all throughout Haiti.</span></p>Healing Haiti Mission Team http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571596535114809705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483290867972486866.post-18100358345674202962021-05-04T15:38:00.002-07:002021-05-04T15:59:03.408-07:00Team 1 - Elder Advisory Team - The Rest of the Days:-)<p>If you are still reading this blog of our week, THANK YOU! I thought I would finish recapping the week for those of you that are curious.</p><p>On <b>Saturday</b>, our team went to New Hope Community Program, which is near the guesthouse. It is a program run by a couple gentlemen that want to provide a positive and safe environment for neighborhood kids. It is a very small space with a courtyard and two classrooms. There were lots of kids to greet us and spend time with. We worked on the same "name writing" activity that we did with the Elders. It turns out the majority of the kids knew how to write their names, which is awesome! We took small polaroid photos of every child and attached their photos to their name cards after they decorated them. Then, we laminated the name cards so they would last longer. The kids at New Hope were among some of the most respectful kids any of us had encountered. We were pretty impressed! We watched them play soccer in the small courtyard and we listened to and sang music together. It was a fun morning!</p><p>A few team members then went to LaPherre's Orphanage in the afternoon. They had a lot of fun hanging with the kiddos there. I was unable to go, so I don't have photos but I know it was a very enjoyable couple of hours. The team was able to tour the new school on-site as well. Jd went to get his Covid Test as he needed to leave the next day and a few of us went to a nearby hotel to use the pool and visit with one another.</p><p>Jd went home on <b>Sunday</b> morning so he could get home for his finals and to GRADUATE nursing school! The rest of us went to church at Rendez-Vous Church. It is a pretty cool place to worship with lively music and great sermons. Us Americans get to wear headphones with someone translating for us! After church we went to get our Covid Tests for travel the next day and when we returned to the guesthouse, we went to the pool to relax and visit. It is hot in Haiti, have I mentioned that before :-) Sunday night Joy lead a paint night.. it was a lot of fun!</p><p><b>Monday</b> we all left for home, anxious to see our families. We all returned safely with lots on our minds in how to improve the lives of the Elders in our program. We were very sad to not be able to visit the Elders in Cite Soleil during our week in Haiti. Unfortunately, there was too much unrest and our staff thought it was best that we don't go. No matter what, we always trust our staff. Our safety is their main concern, and for that we are so thankful.</p><p>As I reflect on the week, I am filled with so many thoughts and emotions. The overwhelming feeling for me is that of being thankful. <i>Thankful</i> that Healing Haiti saw a need so many years ago and began an Elder Program. <i>Thankful</i> that the program is doing so many things very well. <i>Thankful</i> that I get to be part of it. <i>Thankful</i> that Dana supports my passion. <i>Thankful</i> that Healing Haiti trusts me. <i>Thankful</i> for so many faithful sponsors and prayer warriors. <i>Thankful </i>that I had such an incredible team. Other feelings included those of sadness, confusion, wonder and joy. Life is so hard in Haiti. It's difficult to see this and even more difficult to know that there are so many that we can't serve. For now, we march forward, continuing to meet the needs where we can, to improve the program when we can, and to keep praying that God will open our eyes to see what He wants us to know and how He wants us to serve.</p><p>As I mentioned in previous blogs, this team has lots of history with Healing Haiti. We had four leaders on our team (two who came as goers), two long-term missionaries (one past and one present), one Elder Sponsor, a devoted Elder team member (has been on every Elder Trip) and a goer who has been on several teams and just wanted to give this one a try. I couldn't be more thankful. This could have been a very intimidating group of my peers, but it wasn't! They were all so humble and ready to serve, I was so honored. </p><p><b>To my wonderful team members -</b> </p><p><b>Melissa</b> - Thank you for showing me vulnerability and stepping up when I lacked giving direction. Thank you for sharing with me how you and Melanie care for your teams out of Maine and how you care for those serving and working within Healing Haiti. Thank you for being willing to be a "goer" and coming along to learn more about the Elder Program and how you and your future teams can best serve the Elders. You have no idea what that means to me! You have great ideas and you weren't afraid to ask questions. I love how much you love Haiti and I hope to serve with you again!</p><p><b>Joy</b> - Thank you for always saying "YES!" even when it is overwhelming. I admire watching you work and the dedication you have to your profession and the Elders of Haiti. You consistently bring new ideas to individual Elders and to the program as a whole. You keep us all on our toes with your quick wit and great jokes! You certainly bring the comedy to any team you are on. I can't wait to serve with you in June. Forever our monback!</p><p><b>Tracey</b> - Thank you for serving humbly and for finding joy in anything we do. I appreciate how you try new teams and you continue to expand your serving abilities! I know how much you love the babies, but yet, you signed up for an Elder Trip!!! I can't tell you the happiness I have in my heart! I loved listening to you hum at night and placing that in my mind next to knowing you are one of the strongest women I know. You also show me what being a loving mom looks like, even when it's tough! I hope to serve alongside you again soon!</p><p><b>Melanie</b> - Thank you for loving Healing Haiti's Elders so much! I am so honored that you chose to sponsor Eliphet and one of my favorite visits was watching you with her. It was so sweet and gentle. I love how happy you are for her. I appreciate your honest feedback and knowing that it was hard to know what to do during our busy days! Thank you for stepping up to do psychosocial assessments and getting to know some of our Elders even more! The youth of your church are so lucky to have you as their August leader! As I said to Melanie above, thank you for being a "goer" on this team when you are used to leading, you made it very easy. Also, how you care for your teams and Healing Haiti staff and volunteers is so beautiful. Thank you for showing me that. I hope to serve with you in Haiti again!</p><p><b>Don</b> - Thank you for being on this team! Our Haiti relationship started a few years ago and I was then, and still am, so very thankful for your knowledge of Titanyen, our Elders, and "knowing a guy"! It was so good for me to see you serving in one of your happiest places. Some of my favorite moments on this trip were watching you reunite with so many who love you so much (Healing Haiti staff, friends, volunteers and Elders). I appreciate how you advocate for our Elders, even knowing the worst they will say is no! Thank you for giving me that encouragement. You are a giver and I have a lot to learn from you. I can't wait to serve the Elders with you again.</p><p><b>Jd</b> - Thank you for saying YES to this trip when our wonderful Jody had to back out at the last minute. You give me hope in knowing who my boys can become. Watching you talk about your mom was an honor. I loved watching you show your love for Christ openly and be confident in that even when you don't always agree with Him. I know there is hope in my boys deepening their relationships with Christ after spending the week with you. AND, you are already an amazing nurse and I am so excited to follow along in your life journey. Your world is just beginning! I'm so happy for you.</p><p><b>Kathy</b> - Thank you for serving with our team for a bit. You are an incredible inspiration to me and one of my spiritual mentors. I know that you will always set me on a good path even when I feel like straying. You pull me in and remind me of the right thing to do even when it is hard. I love your love for Cite Soleil, the precious pastors and our beautiful Elders. I look forward to continued Bible Study and serving in Haiti with you.</p><p><b>Katie</b> - Thank you for saying YES to God when He called you to Haiti to serve the Elders. I know it's not what you necessarily thought you would be doing, but I know you (very quickly) grew to love the Elders and became passionate about the program. The time you gave in Haiti, the love you gave to the Elders and everyone around you, and the sacrifices you made make me so proud. I have learned so much from you. Your quiet leadership and humble attitude show me that it doesn't take being hard and demanding to get your point across and to make changes. You are so patient and so good at doing the right thing each and every time, even when it is very hard. You have integrity, humility, compassion, and love for all you encounter. Thank you for your selfless gift to the Elders of Haiti and to me. 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We are so happy she is here! Our time is now complete in Titanyen...</p><p>We spent another whole day serving the beautiful Elders of Titanyen. We assessed 13 Elders today at Fleri. The activities were much the same but seemed better organized than yesterday. We saw Mariannie, Charitable, Antionette, Anchola, Altesse, Mariedeloude, Lauremise, Marieterez, Camisane, Pierre, Marie Pierre, Marie Loude, and Aloude.</p><p>After our assessments and time of serving, a few of us went to deliver a cane and some reading glasses to a couple of Elders. They were so happy. Altogether I think we were able to bring reading glasses to four Elders and it was so awesome to watch them be able to see close up! It made them very happy!</p><p>We stayed and had pizza from Fleri, then made our way home in some brutal traffic! Now, it is time to relax and chat about our day. We all need some good rest. We will be ready for our very last serving day tomorrow.</p><p>Each night we have been going over all of the Elders we saw that day, and we talk about their current condition and needs. Tonight, we shifted, and it was much needed. We did Healing Haiti's traditional Word Of The Day. I will leave you with our words...</p><p>Stewardship - Don</p><p>Overwhelmed - Marni</p><p>One Thing - Joy</p><p>Being Present - Tracey</p><p>Peace - Jordan</p><p>Frustration - Melanie</p><p>Preparation - Melissa</p><p>Tenacious - Katie</p><p>Everyone one of our team members cares about each other. It was so good to be able to talk through how we are feeling and take time to support each other. </p><p>Sweet Dreams! 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We had 11 Elders join us today at Fleri in Titanyen. Fleri is a bakery and restaurant in the village of Titanyen. It is a great meeting location for our Elder parties and gatherings. </p><p>Today we saw Felice, Charite, Flerisciane, Charlitude, Marie Pierre, Elithane, Vergilie, Telicia, Vergilie, Fidelcia, and Dieufort.</p><p>Today Jd and Joy completed nursing and physical therapy assessments. I had help with social history updates from Melanie, Melissa, Katie, and Tracey. The Elders worked on making name cards and greeting cards with the help of Katie, Don, Melanie, and Tracey. Melissa was a rockstar washing hands and feet, giving massages and painting nails. Don laminated name cards for the Elders to take home so they could practice writing their names. We had a "sensory table" that was a big hit! The Elders especially loved the play dough and some slime that my sweet neighbor, Addie, made. We had pate, sugar pastries, and spaghetti lunch for everyone and the Elders had bread and goodies to take home. </p><p>Even though we are exhausted, it doesn't even compare to the exhausting life our precious Elders live. Most live in tin shanties or small wood structures. There is no electricity, no air conditioning, sometimes no windows... They are incredibly HOT! They don't ask for much and they work so hard just to maintain life.</p><p>We listened to their stories, we heard how they are feeling, we asked what they wanted us to know. 100% of our Elders asked for prayer for their health before anything else. They did not want to list their needs, they said God knows and he will provide. </p><p>We looked at a few homes today that are in need of repairs. One of our Elders had a recent fire and has damage to her home. She also lost some storage bins and clothing. </p><p>I have to say, this team is simply awesome! Everyone looks around to see what is needed and they are not afraid to jump in to help. We are all "doers" and very little direction is needed. This is not an easy week, it is very busy and very hot. I am so blessed they all wanted to be here.</p><p>Our friend and final team member, Kathy, arrived to Haiti today. 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We were able to visit Guerline, Eliphet, Ophane, and Rosette. </p><p>After our first visit with Guerline, we went to visit Eliphet, and were able to take her to see where her new home is being constructed. She was excited to see the progress on her home, for which has been patiently waiting. We then were able to meet up with Dr. Fabian, who is one of the physicians working at Hope Clinic. He attended our home visit to Ophane, making recommendations for him. After a visit to Rosette, we were able to do quick follow-up visits with 2 elders seen yesterday to change a bandage and have Dr. Fabian check in with Edmund. </p><p>We then took a much-needed break at Fleuri, where we were able to spend time with Dr. Fabian to discuss cultural implications for medical care, particularly in the elderly population. He was able to give great insight. He then expounded on why Lebron James is an overall better player than Michael Jordan, or any other player in NBA history :) </p><p>On the way back to the guest house, we were chased by darkening skies, and the rain opened up JUST as we unloaded the tap-tap. It was a very refreshing rain, and cooled off the air a bit. </p><p>Tonight, we did "case conference" on all of our elders seen, and made potential recommendations and further care plans to improve their quality of life. While discussing the elders, some of our team members did mending of clothing and a sheet that we'd picked up yesterday, and will be returned to the elder tomorrow.</p><p>Tomorrow's plan is for an elder event with nursing & therapy assessments, health education topics, and lots of fun activities for the elders. </p><p>Until tomorrow, </p><p>Elder care team member Joy (and blog by committee)</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1WuCamS0ugFulBTiD_T6cyyzZubGEcjwko2b8G1cmDl9Sqa8ClJ_9ENTF7mT-ql6KxwWlJM1cLKHixvpUp7yFu-y4YNV6uWziFknK4QdC1kPYCWOBh5JSgJNcc6uPzRhYEBG20Cq0mS0/s2048/IMG_1180.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1WuCamS0ugFulBTiD_T6cyyzZubGEcjwko2b8G1cmDl9Sqa8ClJ_9ENTF7mT-ql6KxwWlJM1cLKHixvpUp7yFu-y4YNV6uWziFknK4QdC1kPYCWOBh5JSgJNcc6uPzRhYEBG20Cq0mS0/s320/IMG_1180.HEIC" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our Team</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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