Wednesday, January 29, 2014


"Whenever a major jetliner crashes anywhere in the world, it inevitably sets off a worldwide media frenzy covering every aspect of the tragedy. I want you to imagine for a moment that you woke up this morning to the following headline:

100 jetlines crash, killing 26,500.

Think about the avalanche of media coverage that this would ignite. Air travel would no doubt grind to a halt. Law enforcment, FBI, CIA, the government, and whoever would dedicate whatever manpower was required to understand what happened and to prevent it from happening again.

Now imagine the very next day 100 more planes crashed- and 100 more the next and the next and  the next. It is unimaginable that something this terrible could ever happen.

  But it did- and it does.

It happened today, and it happened yesterday. It will happen again tomorrow. But there was no media coverage. No one stopped what they were doing to address the crisis, and no investigations were launched. Yet more than 26,500 children died yesterday of preventable causes related to poverty, and it will happen again today and tomorrow and the day after that. Almost 10 million children will be dead in the course of a year. Children with dreams and families, personalities and desires. All dead.

So why does the crash of a single plane dominate the front pages of newspapers across the world while the equivalent of 100 planes filled with children crashing daily never reaches our ears? And even though we now have the awareness, the access, and the ability to stop it, why have we chosen not to? Perhaps one reason is that these children who are dying are not our children, they are somebody else's.

How might God think about this issue? Does He look at the suffering of a child in Malawi or Haiti or India with a certain sense of emotional distance? Does God have different levels of compassion for children based on their geographic location, their nationality, their race, or their parents income level? Does He forget about the pain because He is preoccupied with other things? Does He turn the offending page to read the sports section---

is His heart broken because each child is precious to Him? God surely grieves and weeps because everyone of these children is His child- not somebody else's.

He wants it to be as personal to us as it always is for Him.
Children are not statistics to God."
   - The Hole In Our Gospel
      Richard Stearns

There will always be poor people in the land. Therefore I command you to be openhanded toward your brothers and toward the poor and needy in the land.
- Deuteronomy 15:11

Monday, January 13, 2014

I will have faith

Hebrews 11:1
Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.

I will have faith that God will provide

Faith like Noah, when warned about things not yet seen, built an ark
Faith like Abraham, when called to go to a place, he obeyed and went even though he did not know where he was going. By faith he made his home there as a stranger in a foreign country. For he was looking forward to the city with foundations, whose architect and builder is God.
Faith like Moses, who chose to be mistreated than to enjoy the pleasures in Egypt for a short time.
Faith like the people who walked though the Red Sea.
Faith that the walls of Jerico would fall.
Faith like Peter who walked on water.
Faith like Gideon, Samson, Jephthah, David, Samuel, and the prophets, who through faith conqured kingdoms, administered justice, and gained what was promised; who shut the mouths of lions, quenched the fury of the flames, and escaped the edge of the sword, and whose weakness turned into strength.

I will have faith that our great God will provide all the materials, hands, and prayers to build a childrens home and community center for His glory alone here in Haiti.

I am praying and looking forward to starting a biblestudy/feeding program/ activities day once a week in the village of Guitton. A way to get to know the hearts of the people in the area as well as make our Fathers name known. I pray that we can teach and equip these sweet people to become men and women of God, and that we can shine a light into their eyes as we be the hands and feet of our King.

There are some adults who are willing to help cook for the children. We are praying that items needed will be provided to better equip us to fulfill this calling.
plates, cups, an igloo, large pots and utinsels, vitamins, hand sanitizer, and childrens bibles. Also any bible study curriculm or game ideas would be a great resource!
The food might consist of hotdogs, rice, or spaghetti. I am still trying to figure out how much is needed and around how many kids will attend.

Also, it is time to start the construction on the land!
The best place to start is with a security wall. This will give us a safe enviroment to work with the children as well as have a place to store supplies.

The cost to build the wall will be approx 8,000 american dollars. 6,000 for materials and 2,000 for labor.
We will be hiring local Haitians in the village to build so that they will have an income to provide for their families, but we are also looking for extra help for construction. Once the building is ready to be built we will be in need of electricians, plumbers, and a water well. I know God will use all of our talents together to get the job done!

Praise God half of the blocks have already been bought!
We will need about 1,500 more blocks which is about $900.00
150 bags of cement is $1,150.00
sand, rebar, rocks, nails, wood, buckets, shovels and everything else will be needed before we can start the construction.

I put all my trust and faith in God that He will provide enough to start the construction and nourish these sweet children in body and in spirit, at the same time.

Hebrews 14:20 May the God of peace, who through the blood of the eternal covenant brought back from the dead our Lord Jesus, that great Shepherd of the sheep, equip you with everything good for doing his will, and may he work in us what is pleasing to him, through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.

"Man says show me and I'll trust you
God says trust me and I'll show you"

Mesi Jezi!

Sunday, January 5, 2014

5 weeks later

Hello everyone! So sorry for not sending out more updates. Internet is slow and electricity is rare. I have been here about 5 weeks now and all is going well. Slowly but surely learning the language and the culture. I am in the village just about every day playing with the sweet children and gaining relationships with the families. Here are a few highlights from my stay here thus far:

One too many roaches have ran across my body while I am sleeping... which causes for a long battle at 3am until I can find him!

A beautiful 12 year old named Luciana was kicked out of her house because the family did not want to take care of her. She came to school crying not knowing where she would lay her head that night. A family took her in and she is now smiling. She is very soft spoken and always has a positive attitude. We went shopping last week which was a blast!! Market day is crazy busy but somehow we moved around the crowd and found her a few outfits, soap, deoderant, shampoo, and ofcourse some clippies for her hair. She has asked to live with me once I get settled here. Beautiful soul. God has big plans for her.

Laundry is difficult. very difficult. There is a ditch that runs along the side of the road that the whole community uses to bathing, cleaning dishes, washing clothes, and cooking. It takes a long time to wash and dry but so far I don't think I smell to bad!

I get my practice at driving in the village.... and FINALLY drove on the main road for about 2 minutes. One day maybe I will conquer driving on these crazy streets.

There seems to be about 4 funerals a week. They walk by my house going from church to the cemetery wailing and trumpets blowing.

One day I thought a funeral was going on but it was actually the voodoo people having a parade. Dancing  and singing and running through the streets waving red and white flags. They preceeded to sacrifice a cow that night and invited other witch doctors from other villages to come.
There is a new voodoo temple being built in the village right now.  I know the power of God is stronger than the power of satan.

Week three I was sick, and so was half the village. A fever/flu was going around town and it spread very quickly. Visited two Haitian hospitals where blood was splattered on the floor.The process was somewhat difficult but I guess something they gave me helped. It taught me that I can not rely on doctors or medicine anymore. My great Physician is the only true healer!

Sweet Stanley is a little 1 1/2 year old boy at one of the local orphanages. He was brought malnourished with no hair and could not walk. He is about the size of an 8 month old but oh he has a big personality! He now is slow close to walking! He takes about 4 steps and then gets scared and decides to crawl. I know he is going to be a man of God.

I've seen a pig riding a motorcycle.
A camel in the back of a truck
and goats hanging by their feet off the sides of trucks

Went to Port au Prince to get some groceries. Left PAP at 10:30am thinking to be home around 11:45. Some protesters decided to block the road and start throwing rocks. Our hour long trip ended at about 3:30pm. The UN was everywhere and shots were fired. I believe it was because the people wanted the government to give them electricity. After 5 hours 3 police encounters and 4 road blocks I made it home! Most taxi cars turned back around causing all the people to have to start walking. People with sacks of bananas, children, and suitcases had to travel several miles to their destination.

Went to a banquet for the orphanage. Started at 9 pm but the kids that stayed awake had a blast! We ate and played games and sang songs to our Savior!

Money was donated to buy goats for some widows in the village. A missionary named Mark and I sat in the car while the Haitians went to buy the goats. If a white person walks up the cost triples in price! They road in the back of the truck and were delivered to grateful widows who will breed them and make a little income from them. The leftover money was used to buy families food.

A drug dealer lives across the street from me. I have not met him but the police seem to check up on things pretty often.

Found a girl on the side of the road crying. Her dad beat her all over because he found out she had a boyfriend. God give me clarity to know what to do in these situations.

There is a part of the village that I do not believe white people have worked in. I drive by everyday and the kids yell to me. The other day I decided to stop and say hello. Well the kids went into panic mode, started crying, and tried to hide. Their mother finally was able to make them introduce themselves and as they shook my hand their hands were shaking! I played with them for a while and showed them that I am not scary. As I walked away I heard footsteps behind me. Three little ducklings were following me. So happy they decided to like me!

Hot bolied eggs are a common meal here with rice and plantains.  A cheeseburger and a milkshake would be amazing right about now!

Those are just a few of the adventures here in Haiti.
Thankyou to everyone who has prayed for me and for this beautiful country.
The devil might think he is winning the battle but my God has already won the war!!

I am hoping to start doing some construction on the land that we purchased in the village of Guitton very soon. I know my God will provide everything needed to fulfill His commands.
My daily prayer is that the light of Jesus will shine through me to love these people.
God is good. His will be done.

"I have observed something true in practically all expats. Once they have tasted the haphazard, horn honking, chickens everywhere, annoying vendors, pungent odor, soggy air, crazed taxi drivers, drunken policemen, disorienting, take life as it comes world away from home….they want more"

Friday, January 3, 2014


James opening his present to a brand new outfit!1
 washing clothes is always a challenge!
Christmas in Haiti!
Christmas day. Rice and beans for the school kids.
twins Laelae and Kiki fell asleep
For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat
Stanley came to the local orphanage about 2 months ago. No hair, couldn't walk, and very malnourished at 1 1/2 years old. Now he is so close to walking, has a mouth full of teeth and is a very happy baby!!
Ruthie Ann was born premature, malnourished, weighing only 2 pounds. She is now a happy 8 month old learning to crawl. Miracle