Church, Orphanages, and Papillion

August 17th 2018-Friday

Some of us rise early and enjoy coffee on the rooftop and get to see the sunrise. We can hear the tent church services that begin around 5 am. Today, we attended that church and prayed with the Haitians. Despite the language barrier we worshiped together. As is usual, many smiling faces pulled us into their singing and dancing. It was quite the aerobic workout hand in hand as we danced in the aisles. There was a large feeling of community. 

We walked home treading the stony streets and hills. Traffic was considerable congested with beeping to let us know they were coming. In heavy traffic there is a lot of honking.

Phaunis and Alta (our cooks) again prepared a delicious breakfast of scrambled eggs and French toast, oatmeal, and fresh local fruit (watermelon, papaya, mango, bananas, avocado) AND fresh squeezed juices.

As soon as the tap-tap was loaded we were off to Croatian Relief, an orphanage that was started by three nuns from Croatia. We found the facility to be well run with friendly staff, well mannered children who were well clothed. The Team led by Ashley, told the story of Daniel and the Lions Den with improvising from various members of the group to provide the King Daniel, and Lions. Many games were played with the children including soccer, basketball, and crafts.

From there we adventured to Papillon, a for-profit combination production  site, cafe and retail shop. Papillon was started by a woman from the United States, Shelly Jane. She came to Haiti to adopt a child and due to many regulations on doing so, she decided to start an industry where by families had employment and were able to earn enough to keep their children. Papillion (which means “butterfly”) is both a job creation and orphan prevention measure. Papillon can be accessed online at Papillon.com. All items are handmade and include clay wear, jewelry, dolls, linens, clothing, cards, etc. Papillon was started with four employees and now employs over 200. Child care and schooling is available to employees at no charge. We were also treated to a tour of their manufacturing unit.

The currency in Haiti is the Goud. There are about 64 Goudes to a dollar. Items are fairly cheap by U.S standards but unattainable to many Haitians. Some items are expensive; a gallon of ice cream was 20 bucks.

Our last stop today divided our team in half. Some attended an orphanage called Gertrude’s. My half was able to feed and love babies at another orphanage. Some were sick and dying others were bright eyed beautiful children- all hungry and ready for interaction.

The day was full, hot, and humid. Our showers were a blessing - cold but still a blessing. We came home to a spaghetti dinner already on the table, best we’ve ever eaten.

Music - the Universal Language

Day 3: Tour of Fleri Farm, Cite Soleil Water Stops (2), For His Glory Orphanage 

God spoke to us through the power of music many times today.  Our tap-tap was a rockin’ this morning with silly camp songs - There Are No Bananas, Tarzan, Baby Shark, etc.  Then Emmanuel (one of the Healing Haiti staff who spent the day with us) taught us the Creole versions of Glory to God and How Great Is Our God. While most of us know minuscule amounts of Creole and some of us claim to have no musical talent, somehow the tap-tap sounded incredible :-) 

During the first water stop, a little boy sitting on a team members’ lap started humming Ring Around the Rosie. Soon, other Haitian kids crowded nearby sitting among us started humming and singing in Creole.  Many young eyes got wide and smiles came over tiny faces as we joined in singing in English. In a moment, grins covered the American faces as well and more kids who overheard the singing came running to join in.  The next obvious step was to stand up, form a circle and play - right here in the middle of a dirty street with garbage floating in filthy water on both sides, here in the poorest slum in the Western Hemisphere.  So, a handful of Americans and dozens of Haitian kids sang ,held hands, went round and round and fell down  - over and over again.  A simple tune brought two worlds together to share big smiles, much laughter and great joy! 

In the afternoon, music filled For His Glory Orphanage.  The team shared/lead many silly sing-along-with-movements kid songs.  The kids (ranging in age from 2-17) mostly just laughed at us as sang about bananas in the sky, chomped link a shark family, and acted out a goofy Tarzan and Jane song. But some joined in even upstaged us!  After we acted out the Noah Story, Emmanuel played guitar and led us in worship songs.  The minimal practice we had this morning learning the Creole versions of 2 songs came in handy but didn’t take us very far :-)  The kiddos showed us up big time - they knew all the songs in both Creole and English.  Sitting among the kids on tiny benches with many of the smaller kiddos in our laps, we filled the grassy, shady courtyard with music. How Great is Our God.... Glory to God.... I can think of no better way to praise our God and no better words to sing and no better brothers/sisters to spend the afternoon with.  

Special Needs - Blessed to Serve

Day 2 August 15, 2018

Today was a long day, but it was extremely humbling, rewarding and educational.

Early in the morning at around 6 am there was a group of about six people that planned to go to a church service. They took the tap tap to the Mass only to find out that there wasn’t service until 8:30 am because of the Feast of the Assumption, so they prayed with a sister for 15 min and then walked back to the Healing Haiti guesthouse. 

Eventually the time came around for breakfast at 8 am. We ate an egg scramble, French toast, avocados and mangoes. It was delicious! We left at around 9:30am to go to our first location called the Missionaries of the Poor. There we met Brother Simom, a brother with the mission here in Haiti. He talked about his life’s story and about the Mission. He is originally from Kenya.  The founder of the Missionaries of the Poor came from China and moved to Jamaica. This is where he witnessed 154 people die and felt God’s calling to serve the  poorest of poor and the sick. The Haiti site was originally run by Food for the Poor then it was given to the Missionaries of the Poor. There are many Brothers around the world, about 500 of them, and twelve locations of the Mission in Jamaica, Haiti, Philippines and Uganda. We spent the morning bathing, nurturing , playing and loving these beautiful children that live at the Mission.  All of the kids had both mental and physical disabilities; it was evident the staff did their best to care for them but as with many situations in Haiti, resources are limited.

From there we traveled to an open metal market where we admired and purchased beautiful works of metal art by local artists. Our last stop for the day was another special needs orphanage. We brought several wooden cars and markers for the children to use. There were also colorful noise makers which were definitely a hit. Many of the kids loved coloring the wooden cars and the masks. There was an impromptu sing along with the noise makers that involved some 90s rap, Frosty the Snowman and the theme song to the Brady Bunch. All kids were in great spirits. 
One little girl was very particular about the colors that she chose. While another boy found it funny to fling cars and see how far they landed. Lastly, we were greeted by a small boy in a wheelchair that looked at each one of us as we arrived and slowly pointed his index finger and motioned us over. The smile on his face was able to get every single volunteer to come over and say hello. 

It was a smaller group of kids the second time due to it being summer but the joy filled the hall way in which we played. As we left, each volunteer felt the kindness and joy that each child bestowed upon us.  We ended the day in prayer and we are thankful for everything God has given us and everything we were able to give back. 

Day 1 and 2: A Great Start

Getting on the plane en route to Haiti in anticipation for a week of challenges and overwhelming feelings... But you know what they say... You truly can never grow until you’re pushed outside of your comfort zone. All of the emotions will be felt while in Haiti... Feeling tears come on from all the abandoned children. Feeling the rage of anger take over from all the social injustices. And the engulfing feeling of anxiety from a completely new experience. However, throughout all of this, God will always be right by our side. It is in this time that we must place faith in the fact that the Lord will bless us and keep us. He will shine His face upon us and use each and every one of us as a vessel for His testimony and purpose. 

Day 1

This morning dawned with a sunrise that filled the skies with a pink hue that seemed to wash over the landscape. These quiet precious moments were a much needed inspiration for the day that awaited our team. The amazing thing about God is that when his morning glory greets us from the sky no matter where you are or what impoverished conditions may surround you, bathed in his glow, everything is beautiful. 

In fact, after today myself and several other team members have seen God’s beauty here. It has been a hard beauty for sure...buried in the trash heaps of Cite Soleil. Our ladies unloaded 3 separate water trucks inside the poorest slum in the Western Hemisphere. The homes were constructed out of the best pieces of the local trash. Women and young children met the water trucks expectantly. There is zero freshwater available in Cite Soleil. It is trucked in 6 days a week. After their containers were filled the women and children carried giant 5 gallon buckets of the water back to their dwellings. Several team members helped carry this water, it was difficult and laborious to say the least. 

I’ve saved the best for last! The children in Cite Soleil were among the most precious I’ve ever seen. They chased after the truck yelling, “Hey you.” As we left the Tap-Tap (our truck) they couldn’t jump into our arms fast enough. Our ladies held as many as we could trying to give everyone a turn. Most didn’t wear clothes and those that did were soiled and frenetic. 

I can’t describe how proud I am to be a part of this team. These ladies gave of themselves and then gave more. We also got to tour Hope School and Church located in Cite Soleil as well as Terrepromise School. So thankful for these educational opportunities. Several of us wound down the afternoon swimming in a nearby resort pool. 

Every meal has been on point and the staff have been gracious and accommodating. Tacos for dinner last night, pancakes and eggs for breakfast this morning and finally chicken yakisoba for dinner tonight. We are being well taken care of and covering each other in prayer. Decompressing has been a bit tough given the conditions of Cite Soleil we were exposed to today. Fortunately, God has placed each person here for a reason and to fill a specific purpose. We are encouraging each other and trying to share the love of God to all we meet. 

Please continue to cover us in prayer as this is only the first day. We would covet your prayers for strength both mentally & physically as well as guidance and protection. We love you all and await what tomorrow may bring. 

In the Company of our Mighty King.

Kate & Ashley

Day 2: Special Needs: Blessed to Serve

Day 2 August 15, 2018

Today was a long day, but it was extremely humbling, rewarding and educational.

Early in the morning at around 6 am there was a group of about six people that planned to go to a church service. They took the tap tap to the Sister’s of Mercy only to find out that there wasn’t service until 8:30 am because of the Feast of the Assumption, so they prayed with a sister for 15 min and then walked back to the Healing Haiti guesthouse. 

Eventually the time came around for breakfast at 8 am. We ate an egg scramble, French toast, avocados and mangoes. It was delicious! We left at around 9:30am to go to our first location called the Missionaries of the Poor. There we met Brother Marcal the head of the mission here in Haiti. He talked about his life’s story and about the Mission. He is originally from Kenya.  The founder of the Missionaries of the Poor came from Asia and moved to Jamaica. This is where he witnessed 154 people die and felt God’s calling to serve the  poorest of poor and the sick. The mission was originally named Food for the Poor then it evolved to Brothers of the Poor and then to its current name Missionaries of the Poor. There are many Brothers around the world, about 500 of them, and twelve locations of the Mission in Jamaica, Haiti, Philippines and Uganda. We spent the morning bathing, nurturing , playing and loving these beautiful children that live at the Mission.  All of the kids had both mental and physical disabilities; it was evident the staff did their best to care for them but as with many situations in Haiti, resources are limited.

From there we traveled to an open metal market where we admired and purchased beautiful works of metal art by local artists. Our last stop for the day was another special needs orphanage. We brought several wooden cars and markers for the children to use. There were also colorful noise makers which were definitely a hit. Many of the kids loved coloring the wooden cars and the masks. There was an impromptu sing along with the noise makers that involved some 90s rap, Frosty the Snowman and the theme song to the Brady Bunch. All kids were in great spirits. One little girl was very particular about the colors that she chose. While another boy found it funny to fling cars and see how far they landed. Lastly, we were greeted by a small boy in a wheelchair that looked at each one of us as we arrived and slowly pointed his index finger and motioned us over. The smile on his face was able to get every single volunteer to come over and say hello. 

It was a smaller group of kids the second time due to it being summer but the joy filled the hall way in which we played. As we left,  each volunteer felt the kindness and joy that each child bestowed upon us.  We ended the day in prayer and we are thankful for everything God has given us and everything we were able to give back. 

Day 7

The gents have been good sports about blogging up until now, but the text editor sits empty with no volunteers tonight so I conscripted myself :-)  Plus they’re doing some appointed tasks (writing a letter to themselves that I will send them later, after we get back home, at a time chosen by me), in addition to making journal entries in each of their teammate’s notebooks.  Only so much we can do tonight.

Today is intended as a restful day.  We worshipped at Rendezvous Christ, and then headed “up the mountain” to the observatory restaurant at the top of the mountain.  This trip give us a chance to see “how the other half lives” and to enjoy the cooler mountain air.  It also gave the team a chance to have a bird’s eye view of where we’ve been in Haiti and get some perspective on it.

The whole team was amazed how different everything looked at a distance.  It is easy to stay "at arms length" from other people's suffering.  This trip has taught us to do the opposite.  When all you can see is structures, and not people, and not just groups of people, but individual people, and not through binoculars but in person, face to face, you simply aren't even seeing the same thing.  Distance == impersonal.  Distance == observer.  Presence == participant.  And oh how these trips teach us to participate!

Some points of note from the sermon this morning:

• Your obedience is a blessing to all
• The world’s offers are sweet until you’re hooked, and then they decay into something foul
• God’s offer is the best for now, and the ultimate for eternity

Those were good thoughts to chew on!

At the top of the mountain, I tried the shrimp quesadilla at the restaurant at the top of the hill—man those shrimp were good!  I also sat next to our driver, and got to know him better.  The Healing Haiti staff are so wonderful to us, and care for us so well!  It is always a joy to get to know them on a more personal level each time I am here.

Today is a restful day because.  It is the sabbath portion of our trip.  We have jobs, school or families to return to, and we don’t want to send folks home burned out.  

Normally on Sunday I am sad to leave Haiti and don’t want to think about it.  I normally don’t even enjoy hearing my teammates talk about what’s coming.  I’m not ready to leave.

I know all too well the hot tears I will shed on the flight home tomorrow.  I will avoid the in flight movies all day (no quick return to Americana).  I will mostly listen to my Departure Day playlist and some sermon podcasts chosen for the occasion.  I want to carry Haiti home with me in my heart so I spend as much of the flight time as possible cementing it there.  I want to be branded by these experiences and people, both Haitian and American.

But today I am not quite so sad to be leaving Haiti.  God has answered all my prayers for this week in Haiti, and He had mercy on me in many ways I did not even ask for.  God gave me a team with fathers that were willing to pitch in on the daily tasks: washing dishes, cleaning water bottles and the cooler, loading Culligan-style water bottles onto the truck, verifying that the pump works, packing snacks and electrolyte powder, nabbing wipes and hand sanitizer and the first aid kit, making sure the kids have ultrathon and sun tan lotion on each morning, and making sure nobody sits on the furniture at the end of the day until we have showered.  This was a huge help—immeasurably blessed by these men serving me.  God knows I’m far from perfect and now these men know that too.  They endured my foibles in good cheer, for which I’m so grateful.  God gave me a kind hearted group of boys.

God also gave me a team that served the people of Haiti well: the young an the old, the sick and the healthy, the able bodied and the disabled.  They also processed each day very well, young and old alike.

I’m willing to leave because of the team he gave me to lead while I was here—it was a blessed week.

I’m willing to leave because these Fathers & Sons served well while we were here—it was a week spent on mission.

I'm willing to leave less sad because of how glad God made me through this team.

I’m willing to leave because I’m eager to lead again.  It will be a long time before I can do this again—perhaps as late as 2020—but, God willing, I will get to face another Sunday in Haiti with another team grateful for the time He gave us together, how He directed our energies in the brief time we had to serve here together.

Thank you God for these fathers and sons and for this week.  You have blessed us beyond my wildest imagination.  I will miss these fathers and sons and the people of Haiti dearly!

Heavenly Father, Thank you that from your heavenly heights you do not remain at a distance--you participate in our lives.  Please continue to participate in the lives of these fathers and sons every day to come.  Use these days to draw us closer to you so that we might serve you better.  For Jesus sake, Amen.

Day 6

We started our day with some breakfast and immediately went to the tap-tap to head out for the day. Four boys, Luke #1, Ashton, Jack, and Luke #2 (me) sat on top of the truck for a few minutes and talked to each other for a while while we waiting for the team to get ready.  We climbed down and into the tap-tap, and started out 45 minute drive to Titanyen. On the way, we stopped at Mass Graves, and got to walk around on the memorial. It was sad hearing about the earthquake and hearing about the quarter of a million people who died. After that we left to see four elders. Our first stop was at someones house who’s name I cannot remember. We gave her some lotion and rubs. We sang songs and asked for prayer requests. After praying for her, we showed her the things we had brought her. Some food, a flashlight, sweetened condensed milk, and a washcloth we used to wipe her feet with. She was shy, and did not speak much unless asked a question. Then, we headed for a man named Edmund’s house. He was living with his brother, and is blind with an aching back. He is 84 years old. I sat next to him and started to apply lotion to his right arm and back. Jack wiped his face and neck while Mike K. (aka Tim Sr.) lathered the lotion to the other arm. Someone wiped his feet and we rubbed him for the rest of the time and sang. He had whiskers, so we asked if he would like us to shave it for him. He said yes, it it was not an easy task. It took us easily 10 minutes. We then prayed for him after singing two songs. The songs were Ten Thousand Reasons and Glory to God (Glwa pou Bondye). We then headed to another elder home.

-Luke

Immediately she came out with joy in her eyes and hugged and greeted us at the door saying Bonswa (good afternoon).  We asked if we could massage and rub lotion on her and she said yes in a very happy tone.  But her skin was very soft and she seemed very well cared for. We sang songs with her and we painted her nails and seemed very thankful for us being there. Before we left we all prayed for her strength and hope in the future, and headed to the next elders. The next elders were husband and wife and hugged us when we game into the front yard and we played with their granddaughter. Then realizing we forgot the water basin at the last home so some of us ran and got it. So then we gave the elderly couples massages and and talked to them about their lives and found out it was almost their anniversary. Then some of us painted the woman and granddaughters nails and they were so thankful for us being there. Then we prayed for them and gave them food and treats and headed to the tap tap and started to climb up the hill to grace village.

-Jack

We then went to Grace village, where Tim Jr. was staying because he wasn’t feeling well. He had been there since our first elder trip. When we got there, he was asleep. I, along with 4 others, headed to a open tile area to play soccer with some of the kids. Surprisingly we won 9-5, despite multiple balls to the head. In the end, 3 of our shots were made by bouncing of one of our heads or faces.  After, we got a tour of the orphanage clinic, school, farm, and dorms. by that time is was four something, so we headed to Fleuri Resto for a delicious pizza dinner.

-Luke

Now that you’ve read about the purposeful, fulfilling service hours the team experienced, I’ll shift gears to another perspective. I woke up at 3 am, stomach tight and head throbbing, and couldn’t get back to bed for a few hours. Instead of pancakes, I had a antibiotic pill for breakfast. After making the 45 minute drive to Titanyen, I wound up vomiting in the sink of Grace Village. I spent the rest of the day in the clinic, sleeping off the worst symptoms I’ve ever had. The point of this entry is yes, be inspired and motivated by the tales of our week in Haiti's trenches, but be prepared to experience the realities of exposing your immune system to "exotic" things. Expect to experience sickness, expect to witness hardship, but know that the life changing journey to Port-au-prince is well worth the risks.

-Tim