January pictures of my 7 little miracles.
Noldine 4 years
Ketchina 2.5 years
Dachena 1.5 years
Ciarha 1 year
Annia 10 months
Amanda 7 months
Ina 4 months
2023 There’s just so many things I miss about down South at our home base. And yet so many things I’m eternally thankful have changed. Haiti life loves to throw curveballs and this year of evacuating and starting completely over was the biggest one to date for us. Sometimes I can’t compartmentalize all the feelings. Happy and sad. Scared and at peace. Worried and content. Stressed and grateful. And although it’s been an eventful year, it’s also been a fruitful year. I’m eager to see how the Lord guides us to minister in a new city during 2024. What’s to come is only known by Him and there’s a whole lot of joy resting in that. There aren’t adequate words to describe my utmost gratitude and sincere thankfulness for people like you who sacrificially give to others, especially ones in a whole different country. God will bless you in return. I know He will because you are helping feed, educate, and employ many children and adults who otherwise wouldn’t have a ch...
7 automatic weapons were pointed at us as the gang surrounded our vehicle. I thought, this is it. It’s over. I was going to be taken. Here’s what happened on the 30th of December: For the past several months with all the issues in Haiti, I’ve been sitting in the back seat instead of the front whenever I leave the house to go into the city or come from the airport to leave the city. Less people can see me in the back so it just feels safer. After lots of deep breaths I felt confident I could quickly go to the grocery store to get the basic necessities and then make the trip back to La Limyè. Before I even got in the truck and after I was in, I prayed for safety, thanked Him in advance for protection and prayed no traumatic issues would happen on the road because one can only handle so much in a lifetime and I thought I should be about done. Once we left the grocery store we passed the round about and headed down that road. When we got to the outskirts ...
I flew back into Haiti last Tuesday after spending one week in America. It was a much-needed week of refreshment after having ten staff members living on site and keeping the girls inside for several months when the virus first started spreading. Tuesday came and went yet my luggage did not. Wednesday, Thursday, and then Friday went by before finding that 46lb suitcase filled with supplies for the ministry. A trip to the airport is an all-day adventure. Roadblocks from gangs robbing vehicles and throwing rocks, insane bumper to bumper (or hood, or passenger side door) traffic from no one obeying 4-way stops, and police with automatic weapons making sure we have a driver’s license every few hundred meters down Route 9 caused for delay after delay after delay. Finally, I got my luggage and after 4 days back in Haiti, I felt like I could finally settle back in and spend time with the girls like I had just arrived. Little did I know what was in store for the next week. It a weird “what i...
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Keila