HOME - why not happy?

July 31, 2011

My two week journey to Haiti has come to an end.  The time there goes so quickly and all the experiences start running together.  (However, I do clearly recall the initial two hours of my trip being total havoc trying to check in at American Airlines, followed by leaving my computer on the plane AND now waiting for the suitcase which didn't arrive when I returned last night!  Of course the suitcase with all my dirty clothes arrived - but the one which contains ALL my sponsorship information and the precious thank you cards from the children remains missing.  I will anxiously await its return to my doorstep!)

Regardless of the number of trips I make to Haiti, the emotional experience of
returning home doesn't get easier.  I walked into our house last night and instead of craving the niceties of air conditioning, a bug-less bed and warm shower - I felt a flooding of the drastic changes of priorities, from what I had just experienced in Haiti merely hours before.

Today I won't have to carve out time to get to the tent city ophanage to be sure they received food since the visit there on Tuesday.  Or experience the sorrow of returning the three children back to the tent orphange from their brief stay at  New Life - where they received love, food and medical intervention. They arrived so despondent - and in such a short time they were laughing and playing.  Their weary eyes now bright with hope. 

I suspect that when the children at the tent city orphanage see Miriam returning with the children who recuperated at New Life the past few days, they will extend their little frail arms, and beg her to take them back with her this time - hoping to be rescued. Efforts to provide them with an actual safe building with food and water can't happen soon enough.  Isn't 19 months living under a battered tarp without any consistency of food, water, clothing and safety long enough? 

My mind keeps replaying our last night when all the children were gathered singing praise songs at an unbelievable volume and through tears I tried to encourage them, thank them and say goodbye.  We were to leave very early the next morning, so this was our final time together. However - at 5:30 a.m. Renee and I learned that our flight was changed, which gave us three additional hours at New Life.  When we walked toward the orphanage many of the children came running and flew into our arms with hugs - thinking we were staying.  It was certainly a bonus for us in many ways.  More photos, more "I love you's" more just being amounst the morning activities.  I was especially excited to see Son Son - the new boy who came who I wrote about in a previous blog - he was standing there with a long hose watering the garden. His new assignment.  It looked like he was fitting in just fine.  He came running when he saw me and threw his arms around me and looked up with those huge eyes of his and said, "I love you, Patty!"  Tears are rolling as I type this because if nothing else came out of our trip - I witnessed a young boy who God placed in my path in January, received into a home where I know he will be consistently loved and cared for.  How ironic his name is "Son Son" .... he feels like one to me.

I laid awake in bed last night,  unable to remove the common sights of the streets in Haiti from my mind - where literally hundreds and hundreds of people are all crammed together trying to sell whatever sits before them day after day after day to buy food.  Where young children carry heavy buckets and plastic containers of water for blocks upon blocks to their home where water doesn't exist. Or seeing people bathing and washing clothes in the same water shared by pigs and goats down stream.  We become frustrated when we have to wait through TWO stop light rotations.  A rush hour in Haiti is traffic at a stand still with motorcycles weaving between cars and up on sidewalks if need be, often transporting three to four people to a bike.  Mobs of people stand waiting for an hour for a "tap tap" (pick up truck - their public transportation) to arrive and then they pack in to the point that some stand on the bumper and hold on to anything they can. And I had to grin recalling my impatience when I have to wait through TWO stop light rotaions because  the jerk ahead of me wouldn't turn left on a yellow light. As I revisited all these visuals last night, I remembered my attitude over my lost bag after flying on an airplane.   I remined myself that there are millions upon millions of people in the world who will never even get a glimpse inside of an airplane and who don't have enough personal belongings to even fill a suitcase.  So surely I am blessed and need to knock off the whining.

I often wonder when I return if anything was significantly accomplished during my visit. Was there really a point to my visit when the needs are so overwhelming?  This morning I have concluded that my visit may have  been used as a reminder for me to continue  with my efforts here in the States on their behalf.  Their voice is silent here. The children and adults alike where we stay truly believe we are sent as an answer to their ongoing prayer for God not to forget them.  So - my efforts will continue to change hearts here, which inturn transforms lives there.  I will earnestly try not to become swallowed up by the fast pace and perceived personal needs and changes that surface and take over my mind in my safe haven of Naperville -- but rather I will recall the feeling when the children fuss over who gets to hold your actual hand, and who has to settle for a portion of your forearm.  For those children, whose future requires not just an education - but survival tactics  - I will remain their voice!  Please join me. 

Thank you for caring enough to even read the blog to share in our experiences and thank you for every prayer and every cent your have shared to make a difference for many!

Special Day at the Beach for the Grace Girls!

Just a quick note to say we did beach day yesterday with Marie's girls. Some of the ladies at New Life who take care of the children also joined us with their families. It was a beautiful day with not a cloud in the sky. Rented a big bus, first stop New Life to pick all of us up and then off to Grace Hope Orphanage. When we arrived the girls where all ready to go, bathing suits on with hair braided. Of course, matching beads in hair to match bathing suits for all. Cathy, Patty and I all had three or four girls to a seat and off we went. Singing worship songs, eating candy and just plain catching up was the order of the day. We even tried to speak some English to see what the girls remembered and if they have advanced. As most of you are aware, the girls don't get out much so most eyes were focused on all of the interesting sights in the streets as we drove to the beach. I noticed the girls especially perked up whenever we went by someone selling ladies clothes. Should I be surprised that it isn't any different here then at home!!!! We arrived at the beach one and a half hours later. Stayed on shore long enough to count off, pray for everyone's safety and all were in the water in a blink of an eye. We became human floats for the little ones, through the beach ball around and taught the older girls to float and swim. Cathy, our triathlon participant, was the swim teacher for the day. The girls caught on early that this was her forte. Before I knew it, the girls were asking her to remove her sunglasses and get her head in the water! Breast stroke was the lesson for today and by the end they were like fish in water, promising we would all be a swim team next time with matching suits. Soon after, snack time was upon us. Bread and peanut butter all around as the girls were hungry. Had to remind them that lunch was coming shortly. Someone drove out from New Life with snacks and lunch for all. Finished up drinks and snacks and it was back into the water. Could have stayed in there all day as water temperature was like bathwater and crystal clear. Wasn't long before the lunch bell was ringing. Rice and beans, salad and beets were the order of the day. For dessert, a special treat, homemade brownies. Cathy gave up her medical kit spot in her luggage to make sure we had brownies mix for all the children this trip. Bless her heart. So Wednesday night after dinner the three of us got to it. Cathy poured the mix into the bowls while I mixed and Patty had the chief chef responsibility. She had to figure out the oven. The dial for the oven only had numbers one through six on it. So, as you can imagine, much experimentation was necessary. All in all, a great success and special treat for everyone. About 3:30 the call was for all out of the water. Time to change into something dry and hit the road! The trip home brought happy times as Sister Patty came through with hidden picture sheets and word searches for everyone. Of course, the day wouldn't be complete without one more piece of candy! After a few rain drops along the way and stops to drop some families off along our route, we arrived back at the girls orphanage. Saying goodbye is never easy, kisses, hugs and many blessings finished with, "see you next time". Back to New Life to enjoy a warm dinner and 7:00 devotions with the kids. For me, devotion time here is becoming bittersweet. Only one more evening with the children and my friend Chinaido who just loves to sing and worship our Lord and Savior! I will miss him. Thanks again to all that have been following our journey on FB and Haiti blog. Thank you for keeping us in prayer as well. See you soon,
Renee

July 25, 2011 As the sun went down - Son Son appeared

Today was another day of one step forward, one to the side, one back and then forward.  We haven’t left the premises of New Life for the past two days. Cathy Jones arrived late afternoon yesterday, so our triad is complete.  She is settling in and spent the day cleaning, sorting, and loving the kids.  Instead of giving you more details of our time – I feel like I would rather just share a short story with you.  It certainly had a big impact on me, and I hope you will be able to understand why.

In February of this year when Renee and I were in Haiti, we visited another orphanage which was established after the earthquake.  We were very appalled at the conditions and the innocent children seemed sad and hungry for attention and love.  While I was walking around the small area there I found a young boy about 10 years old at my side.  He had the most angelic face with eyes that I can’t even describe.  They were huge and just drew me into his soul.  I hugged him over and again and we held hands for the duration of our visit. He told me his name was Son Son.  I pointed him out to Renee and Miriam and said, “This boy does not belong here.”  Miriam conversed with him in Creole and said he sounded very intelligent and she could tell that he probably had attended school in the past.  This would mean he came from a family who could afford schooling – a exception. We learned his parents were killed in the earthquake, but we weren’t clear on how he ended up in this particular orphanage.  When we left that day, I couldn’t get the face of this dear boy out of my head. 

In the weeks that followed Miriam made trips back to this orphanage to bring them food. On several occasions she even brought some of the children from her orphanage, New Life, to help care and entertain the children and to do laundry and other tasks.  From that aspect, I kept up with his life.  I even received a few photos of him.  He still appeared distraught to me – or maybe I was distraught for him.

Several weeks ago I learned that they located an uncle of Son Son’s and that he was now living with his uncle.  While I had no idea of the conditions at his uncle’s home – I felt relief that he was free of the oppression I felt when I met him at the orphanage.

When I arrived at New Life last week, Miriam shared that Son Son was coming to New Life with his uncle for a visit.  She said she wanted to talk with his uncle to learn of his current living conditions, and she thought I would enjoy seeing him.  Well – during dinner time tonight we looked out and saw a young boy and a man sitting on a bench under the infamous mango tree.  Renee and I walked out to the tree and saw that it was Son Son.    I’m sure he didn’t remember me, but how I remembered him.  Again – his eyes looking up at me brought me to his side so I could hold him once again.  As per usual – the language barrier stood its ground between us. 

Miriam was at the orphanage and had someone bring Son Son to her.  She explained to him that if he would like to, she would talk with his uncle and maybe he could stay at a new orphanage which was being prepared for the children currently living at the tent city orphanage. It was decided that she would get in contact with him at that point.  When Son Son returned to the mango tree on the other side of the property his uncle was gone but his backpack remained.  I saw Son Son walking alone across the property and I assumed then he had come to stay.  I could feel tears coming as I couldn’t imagine this child losing his parents, being confined at the first orphanage, and now leaving his uncle for yet another orphanage.  But soon I was told the truth – the uncle had left him behind and Son Son had no choice but to stay at New Life.  Miriam tried calling the uncle several times – but he didn’t answer his phone. 

Son Son was then welcomed with open arms.  He hadn’t eaten all day, so was promptly fed.  Then devotions began and I had him sit with the boys. After the singing ended Miriam asked the children if they remembered how they felt when they first came to New Life – she elaborated on how awful it feels to be sad and lonely. Then she had Son Son come forward.  She asked for all boys age 11 – the age of Son Son to come forward as well and they introduced themselves to him and each one hugged him tightly.  (Of course I’m nearly sobbing by then!) Then he put his arms around Miriam’s waist and she told him he was a very special boy that Jesus sent to New Life and that she loved him very much.

When devotions ended other children came forward to welcome him and one of the “nannies” took him by the hand and walked him around to receive additional hugs – and I was able to do just that.  Then they walked to the boy’s dorm to show him a bed another boy had given up for him. I hope as I write this that Son Son is fast asleep and God’s love that was given to him by many has erased any fears and replaced it with peace. 

What else is there to say …. Please pray for Son Son.

Cleaning House

July 23, 2011

I will share a quick update before retiring for the day.  Since the blog of yesterday morning Renee and I haven’t left the premises. The day has come to a close and as Renee and I start coveting our bed I decided to send out a quick, short blog to let everyone know we are doing well and soaking in the experiences put before us.  Renee continues to run from one end of the property to the other handling issues as they develop and overseeing the guest house.  Miriam INSISTS she isn't going to let Renee leave and will get Bill to join her here.  They are both such a blessing to the ministry with their gifts and actions.  Yesterday and this afternoon I have continued to spend time with the children in my efforts to have each child create a "thank you" card for their sponsor.  There were 185 notes to be written and I'm getting the number down to a bit over 20! YEAH!  The children have really had fun making them as I stress to them the love and assistance of their sponsor.  Even though I TRY to keep the table reserved for only those who are working on the cards, an entourage of children gather. Today I brought activity books with me and was amazed how interested the children were to complete mazes, dot to dot, and math problems.  The older children really enjoy doing "word search" puzzles and sit for a long time concentrating to find a word.  Once again I wish I spoke Creole - but somehow my love for them seems to penetrate their heart without using words and they surely return it tenfold. 

Renee was involved in a huge project to make room in the depot for the contents coming in a shipping container any day!  She had quite the group of helpers as nearly all the boys worked very hard at her direction.  At the end of the day a Pastor from an orphanage about an hour away came with a truck and was so thrilled to receive a supply of food, medicines and other needed items.  Six of the children from here went back to his orphanage for a week to be a help to his staff, and to experience life in the mountain area where agriculture is predominant.  I suspect they will return with a thankful heart for New Life.

We have met some amazing women on this trip who are staying here to serve. There is a young woman age 20, who has been such an inspiration and support to me.  God is so good at putting just the right person in your path.  Tonight the six of us gathered for prayer and it was such a realization that we come as broken souls before Him and that He still uses us  - He takes our gifts and puts us alongside those with other gifts and WOW -  look out! 

I must also mention the team that left today.  They, too, brought love and inspiration to New Life through their team members, activities and ministries in the area - especially at the deaf camp.  Tears were shed by them as they left. I have no doubt many of them will be back.  I was especially blessed by three of the girls on their team in their 20's.  They insist that Renee and I are going on the medical mission scheduled in October with them.  They are radiant girls with Godly lives and intentions. We shared so many laughs and tears together. They each had a child here steal their heart and change their life.  It's certainly the truth that God is about changing lives - we see it happen every day here.  The irony being it's usually a visitor - even though every visitor comes hoping to change a life here! 

Tomorrow is church - which is always an experience. Cathy Jones arrives in the afternoon and we will spend the last week as a team of three - NOT to be confused with the THREE STOOGES - or we hope we won't resemble such behavior!  Please continue to pray for us and for the future of this ministry.  There is so much activity here and the needs are great.  The good news is, God has already covered the tomorrow that we fear.  I see Renee's salamander is back on the wall.  Time to turn off the lights and put my head under the covers.  What might tomorrow bring?

Haiti - is really an action word!

Suffering with “bloggers guilt” and having too much in my heart – I decided to blog today, even though Renee has already bogged as well.  That way – for those of you who have been waiting for an entry….today is bonus day!  If tomorrow does not offer us an opportunity to actually sit and type one, may this one cover us! J

ALL the days are now running together. I don’t know if it’s my feeble mind, or if an alert 20 year old would experience the same.  Today, Little Patty’s father (my God child) told me that after visiting me here on Tuesday, she has been getting dressed early each day thereafter asking if she can come to work with him here at New Life so she can see me and swing on the swing.  I suspect her first experience of swinging on a swing such as the one here has now taken top priority over me.  I shall weep over that reality later…

As I mentioned in a previous blog, my child from Compassion International did indeed come to visit on Wednesday.  It was an amazing reunion as he ran to greet me with arms so tight around my neck I thought he was going to hold me tight forever.  I met his father for the first time, who is now supporting and raising him as a result of his mother dying in March.  Before he left I asked if he would sing a song for me, as he told me before that he likes to sing.  With just a few moments of hesitation he stood and began.  The song was very long and his sweet voice went both high and low and the tune was very interesting.  The translator explained that around Christmas time the country had a national singing contest and many people tried out, singing this newly written song.  It basically asked God to bless the country after all that was lost in the earthquake and not to forget them as a people.  Just knowing he was singing that message so heartfelt made me sad.  I guess I don’t want anyone here in Haiti to have the burden of their poverty in their heart.  But why wouldn’t they?  To know MY prayer requests NEVER touch on God rescuing me from the depths of nothingness – I can’t imagine the faith and hope it takes to trust God that He will rescue and restore their lives.  I have had their prayers translated to me, and the MAJORITY of their prayers are prayers of THANKSGIVING to God vs. prayers asking for help!

Before leaving for Haiti, two sponsors gave money to buy a treat for all the children while we were here.  We were given a “tip” by one of the older children here of a place to go where the ice cream and other treats are actually manufactured cheaper.  By it resembling something a “sale price” , I was all over it! Silly me is half expecting a big building on the main street….but it was down a dusty narrow road.  Soon we came to the usual huge tall gate and after a few honks of our horn, with caution, we were allowed in.  We went up many stairs and at the top we were greeted by a Canadian woman who spoke English and she welcomed us into her air conditioned office which looked quite American. NOTHING you would have expected to see by the condition of the surroundings.  We bought cups of ice cream and little single packages of cake for each child and we were so excited for the party to come!  On Wed. night during devotional time – in the dark of the night the children were surprised with the treats!  Lots of happy faces, and many chins dripping with white ice cream.  I had the humble experience of hand feeding one of the disabled children who can’t feed himself, nor speak but his eyes expressed his delight.  

Yesterday, I had the fun of being included by a team here who was treating the children of New Life to a trip to the beach.  The morning was filled with excitement as everyone prepared for their day away.  We were told that there were about 10 of the children who weren’t going to be allowed to go, based on behavioral issues.  We all loaded into a small bus – housing sometimes 4 to a seat meant for TWO – we sat there and sweat – waiting to leave.  All at once it was announced that three of the little boys had to exit the bus, as they were still under the consequences of poor choices.  I could hardly watch them walk away slowly….tough love abounds and is needed to raise up respectful children.

The children sang songs and used the back of seats for a drum all the way there.  It also offers them the chance to see beyond their walls of life in Haiti and what one day will be the place where they will have to use what they are learning now – to survive.  As you would imagine – fun was had by all.  You can’t imagine a scene SO beautiful is part of the ugliness that exists on the road behind you.  Lots of fun photos taken and all you could hear were their voices exclaiming their deep pleasure.  As I sat on the shore I frequently heard “Sister Patty!”  When I looked their way they would do some kind of trick in the water or show me something that required me to clap and yell, “Bravo!” And then that antic would be followed by another and another… No matter where you do – children LOVE attention and affirmation. 

The ride home in the bus was longggg and hot.  Many kids sleeping after a day of fun. All of a sudden there was a very loud bang – I expected to find a bullet hole somewhere - but thankfully, I guess, we blew a tire!  In a flash, I could picture all 80+ of us standing alongside a hot dusty road waiting for a repair.  Thankfully, it was reported as an “inside tire” and we were told we were OK to continue – only now we traveled at 25 MPH instead of 45.  Dusk was around the corner after we returned and Renee and I found ourselves in GREAT need of a cold shower and our beds were looking pretty darn good!

Today I am hoping to help children with the remaining thank you notes to sponsors. It’s a project that has lasted all week.  I am not complaining because the more notes to write, means the more sponsors who have stepped forward. If you are reading this as a sponsor – please know your child is MORE than happy to give their personalized touch with a sincere thank you!  Many sponsors have also written their child a letter – so I will get the blessing of sharing those words of love with the child as the days continue.  I have never stayed here two weeks before – I normally leave after one week, which would be tomorrow.  I couldn’t imagine going home so soon and am thankful that I have another week to share with these precious children of God and only hope Renee and I have given them even a moment of joy compared to what they have given us which will be part of us forever!

Another Day at the Beach!

Patty and I had the privilege of accompanying a team from Florida/Tennessee and most of the New Life kids to the beach yesterday. Going to the beach as a child of NL is a very special treat. This only happens if a team has been blessed enough by others to have the ability and resources, so most children here take it very seriously. Just like at home, if the kids have not been behaving properly, completing their chores, being good examples to others and treating each other with respect, they can loose their privileges for this. As we loaded up the bus yesterday some of the children had to stay behind. I am sure they have learned their lesson. So it was off to the beach as the weather was beautiful! The ride out is always an adventure with children sitting on missionaries laps, beach bags stuck in-between and listening to the sweet voices of children singing worship songs. We stopped one time along the way near the site where there is a mass grave for all the earthquake victims and prayed. All the children bowed their heads and covered their eyes humbly. It was a short time after that we were turning into the steep road that led down to the beach. It didn't take the kids long to pray one more time, thanking all the missionaries that made their day possible and for everyone's safety and they were off. The missionary team and Patty had brought many beach toys, beach balls, sling shots, Frisbees and kites. The kids had a blast, most only leaving the water for snacks and lunch. Mid morning snacks, hotdogs, were handed out and a sweet or two. For the missionaries, it was a time to play with the children in the water, soak up some rays and enjoy some fellowship time with other missionaries. We had the blessing of three deaf people visiting us from this team as well and the kids were curious and interested in learning how to say "I Love You" in sign language! What an experience for them. Soon, a vehicle arrived from NL with lunch and all the children reluctantly came out of the water to eat. We all enjoyed a lunch of spaghetti and salad eaten with a spoon. Soon we were watching children and missionaries slurp up long strands of pasta making funny sounds! You just have to make do with what God provides sometimes :). Four o'clock brought the sound of Jean Rony blowing the whistle for "all out of the water". Had prayer of thanksgiving to God for the wonderful day and off we went. The ride home was not boring by any means, children sleeping in your arms and the older boys giving us samples of Haitian tunes complete with drum sounds coming from hitting the back of bus seats. About twenty minutes into our journey, a loud "bang" came from the middle of the bus. Our driver cautiously slowed down and pulled over with horns honking behind. He got off of the bus to inspect the under carriage. We all had a picture in our minds of us standing along the roadside waiting for another bus to arrive trying to keep one hundred kids from getting hit by passing traffic. Luckily, the driver returned telling us, no worries, as we blew an inside tire that, "we don't really need"! So, he started the bus, pulled back into traffic and limped along causing us to get back quite late to NL, but safely. I never thought a cold shower with water trickling out could feel so good. Then it was down to join everyone for homemade pizza, salad and the best peach cobbler this side of the DR! Unfortunately, by our return being so late, the kids were not able to have devotional time. For me, it was off to see my sponsor child and say good night.
Patty and I have been sharing where we see God working in our lives and others here, so I have something to share with you in closing. My sponsor child is a boy, Chiniado's who is ten and has hydrocephalus. Simply put, when he was in his mother womb, the embryonic fluid flowed into his brain and stop causing him to have a enlarged head and weakness on the left side. As a result, he stays in a wheelchair most days. So when I went down last night I asked him if he just wanted to sit on a bench under the mango tree and hang out. He said yes quickly! He has a friend who is also handicapped, deaf and mute. This friend has been watching my sponsor child and my relationship grow over the last couple of weeks. Of course, it's God's love that he has seen! I have been trying to include Chiniado's friend in everything we do. So last night, Chiniado's friend rolled his wheelchair over to me and gave me his hand and smiled looking in my eyes. That's God, pure and simple! Through all of the days up and downs we can depend on Him to carry us through and give us hope for all of our tomorrow's.

Faux Grandma Day

It’s Day 3 and I’m finally blogging – of course the first day my computer was in the lost and found at the Haitian airport…now that I have miraculously recovered my computer I’m  back in business.  It has been a delight getting reacquainted with the children and receiving needed hugs.  Some of the children attend a tutoring class in the morning and French classes are being taught by a teacher from the states who spending a few months at New Life as well.  So in between class time the kids are working on thank you cards for their sponsors.  They are very focused and determined to do a good job.  Their artistic flair is so wonderful as it comes alive on paper.  There are several other teams here with girls eager to help me orchestrate the project – because even if I had 10 hands it wouldn’t be enough. I really enjoy seeing their personalities come alive as they interact with each other.  Again I marvel at how God created each of us with different talents and styles so we could join together to get a job done and further His Kingdom. 

Without a fan we would probably smother. It’s hot and sticky and I’m hoping to sweat off a few dozen pounds in the night.  Last night before bed Renee and I each had a gecko crawling down the wall on either side of us.  I always prefer to keep an eye on them, because at least then I know where they are and don’t fear I am  sharing my bed with them.  The breeze during the day is a gift! 

As in most families, a “family”meeting was held yesterday – just to be sure all the children and employees are aware of the daily duties and expected responsibilities.  Can you imagine trying to manage a family of 140+?  I am always amazed at all the intricacies that have to be in place in order to move forward.   New needs pop up everyday – the struggles seem ever present.  But, love abounds.

Today was a fun day with the typical Haiti twist.  Despite running about 2 hours behind, we went to Marie’s orphanage and picked up one of the girls, and brought “little Patty” my God child back to New Life. We had great fun showing them the animals, fish tank of tilapia, swinging them high in the sky and convincing them the new experience of going down a tunnel slide, was really great fun!  Doing puzzles, eating snacks, reading a new book together, eating more snacks and hearing their laughter of being tickled without ceasing was a joy.  We ended the day with a special time of eating French fries and chicken nuggets (?) at our one and only favorite place.  It seemed the girls had a fun day – I know we did.

Tomorrow will be another busy day.  Jim and I have sponsored a little boy from Haiti for eight years through Compassion Organization. I have visited him here in Haiti four times in the past.  Tomorrow he is coming with a representative/translator to visit me at New Life.  In May I received a letter from him explaining that his Mom died in March while giving birth to a baby.  A common occurrence in Haiti – and I am sure it was probably preventable if she had received proper medical care.  Regardless, it will be bitter sweet to see him tomorrow,

The days are filling up with upcoming activities so I am sure Renee and I will have more events to share.  A team of 12 here have been going outside the compound most days and doing a lot of ministry at a deaf camp.  It’s all so interesting.  Net working to learn how God uses those willing to serve is so interesting and inspiring.  Some very committed, amazing people have shared their story with us during their stay.

My eyes are closing as I type this as I’m exhausted – but keep those prayers for protection coming.  I will close by sharing that while inching down the road in the usual traffic jam and smoke filled street, we saw Michelle – a young beautiful girl who left Marie’s orphanage last year. She was standing in line at a community well, waiting her turn to pump a bucket of water to carry back to their one room home.   A common practice – yet such a reminder of how precious the commodity of water is here.   I suspect the potential of sleeping with a gecko would be the least concern of the majority of people going to bed here tonight.  With thanksgiving I close.

The Jordanian Army Comes For a Visit

We were very honored to have the Jordanian Army visit us on Saturday. The forward troops arrived at 9:00am to setup tables for a clinic and get the lay of the land for the Colonel's arrival. They raised the Jordanian flag, handed out backpacks to each child and ran a clinic to check the children for basic health vitals. Of course many pictures were taken for promotional reasons as well. Then it was off to the tent city orphanage to do it all over again for thirty more children. Regardless of all the pomp and circumstance, at on point I looked over and saw one of the Lieutenants' collecting stones in a pop bottle with one of the girls and another catching a young boy at the bottom of the slide! Priceless......
Patty Meyer joined my team of one yesterday, so plan on hearing some wonderful and funny blogs over the next few days.
This morning we were greeted by children singing worship songs early as we joined all the New Life kids for church in the beautiful, newly renovated building. Kids were raising their hands to worship and reciting scripture before long. New Life has had a visiting Pastor for the last two weeks providing leadership through scripture. He has made the children blossom in their faith. It has been wonderful to watch. One young lady excepted Jesus into her life for the first time. The afternoon brought sponsor crafts for Patty and help from a team from Florida and chores and new guests for the guesthouse for me. We have many crafts to do but have at least put a dent in it. So, week three is starting tomorrow for me as I continue to serve our risen Lord. I'm so thankful He has decided to let me see just a little farther down the road! More to come in the days ahead, so stay tuned!

The Ups and Downs of Haiti

Just a quick note for today as my emotions flow from the highest of highs to the lowest of lows all in a twelve hour period. Was able to accompany a team from CA and all the New Life kids to the beach again today. It was a beautiful day. It takes about one and a half hours to get to the beach location. The kids blessed us by singing songs all the way to the beach. The Pastor from CA kept asking if they knew one worship song after another. He would sing a few bars and before you knew it, the kids erupted in joyous tones. I wish we could have captured the faces of many people in the streets as they went about their daily routines and the bus drove by with the sweet sounds echoing out the windows. Those children blessed many people they didn't even know today! Another highlight today was seeing Harold swimming in the beautiful blue waters today. You see, Harold has no use of either one of his legs and moves along on crutches. Last week the water was too rough for him, but today it was nearly motionless. He swam like a fish and never stopped smiling!
Unfortunately, the stark reality of life in Haiti hit us square in the face on the ride home. Instead of taking the bus back with the kids, I drove home with the ladies that cooked lunch and Miriam. It was dusk and suddenly we drove past what seemed to be a body on the side of the road. I asked Miriam if she thought it was a body. Then asked if we should stop to see if we could be of help. We turned the car around and pulled up. Miriam got out to talk to the people standing near by and to checkout not one, but two bodies. Through conversation, we find out that both of these men were cousins who were driving a motorcycle and got cut off the road. Both men got thrown into a guard rail and died. The families of both men were there. This happened at 1:00pm and now it was 6:00pm. The police had come by to remove the motorcycle but not the bodies. The families were waiting for a tap tap to come from PaP, one and one half hours away, to pickup the bodies. We prayed for them and hope their souls were already in heaven and gave them what money we had. How sad that the dignity of the treatment of a human in Haiti means so little.
Thank you so much for your support in prayer.

Renee

Day one on my own!

Would like to share a couple things with all back home. New Life has had a couple teams in the last couple weeks put a new roof on the church, internally give it a new coat of paint and paint and rearrange the seating. The church looks fabulous and we had a great day of worship in it last Sunday. A local church brought twenty musicians over and a few voices to help us praise God. By the end of the second hymn all hands were raised in the air. The kids were in circles moving with the music and the Holy Spirit was present. Now that is how to worship our God! A woman staying at NL, Lulu Carter, also painted a new mural on one inside wall of the church. It is a picture of Jesus in a field of beautiful flowers with arms out stretched watching the children come to him. Jesus tender heart for his children is a beautiful representation of what goes on at New Life!
Today brought many first experiences for me on this trip, I am helping Miriam to run the guesthouse while Sarah is back in the States for the next three weeks, we got our first real rain storm since I have been here with one clamp of lightning that nearly knocked all of us off our dinner chairs and a trip to the Baptist Mission and Orphanage. Left about 10:00am to head to the Baptist Mission. Arrived in time for lunch and what a lunch it was! The cafe is an open area over looking beautiful, lust green gardens planted on the side of mountains for a far as the eye can see. Many different crops. We were they only ones in the restaurant and happened to notice an older gentleman with a walking cane come in. We start chatting and found out that he is one of the first missionaries who came to Haiti. He is an American who came to Haiti in 1946 with his wife. Many things struck me as he told of his adventures teaching the Haitians to farm crops on dirt and rock hillsides, start a church which has now grown to 46 locations and spreading the good news of the gospel to as many people as he could. He mentioned that in all his endeavors he never had any money to start ahead of time. He always knew God would provide. He also said that God does not want us to be a Santa Claus to the people of Haiti. He wants us to go out and spread the good news of the gospel. He had amazing stories to tell and we could have listened to him all afternoon but we had a stop to make at the Baptist Mission Orphanage. After going much higher in the mountain range and many twists, turns, washed out roads and boulders later we arrived at the orphanage. Upon arrival we immediately felt about a thirty degree temperature drop. Most kids had warm clothes on. Thirty-five kids live in a three room shanty looking house. Two filled with bunk beds and one with a table for eating and other activities. Two burners sat outside the house for cooking using propane. No electricity or running water. Two babies were sitting outside the front door in laundry baskets and clothes all around them to keep them upright. Flies were swarming each of these poor babies heads. It was a very sad sight. All of the kids farm to make money. New life buys vegetables from them each week. The kids also go to school for two hours each day. We spent sometime coloring, serving treats and just giving them God's love. When we left we got them all to line up and handed out Snickers Bars to each one. Oh, how exceed they were. The team, myself and Miriam prayed over the Pastor, his wife and all the children before we left. It was a very sad sight and once again left me thinking how thankful we are for all God has given us. It was a stark sad reality of life amongst God's beautiful natural resources. Afterward, Miriam took us even higher up to take a look at an empty parcel of land that looks down on this mountainous region. Another dream to build a retreat center for New Life some day!
The day finished off with a bumpy ride back down the mountain and a long ride back to NL. It was dark by the time we returned but a hearty dinner was waiting. It felt great to get back home. Thanks for all your prayers and support!

Renee

Last day of this trip!

The 10 days go by so quickly, and just as you getting used to being here in Haiti, it’s time to leave once more. As in every trip, many memorable moments etched in your mind and in your heart. Many memorable moments that you will remember for the rest of your life. As I am leaving tomorrow morning, I will remember the feeding day at the tent city, Frantzy’s wedding day, and all of the kids at new life. I will remember Pastor/coach Bob praying for the boys as they were creating a line, so they could be next!

My projects are completed, made 3 more sets of bunk beds, made a coral for the small kids to play in, made many repairs and was able to take few videos. But most of all, I renewed my feeling for the kids at New Life Children’s Home and Rescue Center. It is amazing place once you understand where the kids come from and how they get rescued. 

So if you ever want to experience having your heart stolen, cold showers that feel so great and lack of creature comforts that we are used to and yet we do not complain at all, come on over and visit New Life Children’s Home and Rescue Center.

On the last evening with the kids, we’ve played some worship songs, played the last episode of Mr. Bill and played 3 videos with all of the kids in the videos. Needless to say, this was the highlight of the evening for the kids.

I am praying to return again in few months.

Thanks to IFJ for making some of the projects possible!

Wedding Haitian Style!

Wedding Haitian Style!

Bill and I had the honor and privilege to attend our friend Frantzy and Colleen's wedding Saturday afternoon. The ceremony and reception were held at a beautiful house of a family friend. We got there early and had a chance to visit with Colleen's brother and sister-in-law. Her sister-in-law planned the whole wedding with Colleen as they have been like parents to Colleen after the death of both of her parents. Bill and I notice Franzty looked a little nervous while standing waiting for Colleen to walk down the isle so we gave him a big thumbs up and through him a kiss. That seemed to relax him for a few minutes! Green and white were the colors of the day and they were married under a trellis in the garden. Pastor Smith performed the ceremony complete with exchanging rings and signing of the marriage certificate and guest book. We visited with Rene and Little Patty and Johnnies's wife. It was great to see many familiar faces. We also met Franzty Mother. The ceremony lasted about one hour and then it was onto a reception in the garden complete with buffet and drinks. The evening finished with cutting of the beautiful wedding cake and a toast of sparkling apple cider to the bride and groom.

All in all a beautiful day and for those of you that have met and spent time with Frantzy, you know he has a beautiful heart. We wish him and his new wife many, many happy years.

The evening ended with a car ride back to New Life in the dark. Driving in the dark in Haiti, always a hair raising experience as there are no less cars or people on the road then during the day and not a street light can be found. So, traffic watching is even more important. Just like at home we weren't around the first turn and Little Patty was fast asleep in my arms. Got home safely and even enjoyed a little car air conditioning along the way. Another treat as Rene had borrowed a car from a friend.

Time is going by quickly and before you know it Bill will be packing up to head back to the States. Thanks to all who continue to pray for us daily.
Renee

A Day Of Impact

Today was different then all of the other days. We were on a mission and going from 8 am till 6 pm. You could see we were down for business as we were all dressed in our Impact for Jesus t-shirts. The day started off by visiting the tent city orphanage. We were amazed by the conditions of their home compared to all of the other orphanages we have visited in the last couple of days. The area was surrounded by a broken chicken fence tangled with bard wire. But was no use to keeping out the children from outside. Connections were made right away as the kids were very loving and considerate. It was interesting to see how happy the kids were by the smallest of gifts and how thankful they were for our company. We had to leave on short notice but we were coming back later to feed them.

Not far from the tent city orphanage, we drove up to the base of a mountain to visit a tent city where we planned to draw, play soccer, and create various sets of crafts with the people. The food was a little late but the time spent with the kids was very eye opening. Will, Patrick, and Austin traveled up the hill to a rocky dirt road to play a small game of street soccer with some of the local boys. Four big stones made up the goals and while the sidelines were weeds and rocks on the sides of the road. Maria, Martha, Diane, Emily, Kristen, and Courtney spent their time inside the church playing with kids while their mothers and other children had some free time to express themselves through the various crafts we brought. Although some were peed on, thrown up on, and pooped on, the glow in the children’s eyes brought smiles upon our faces. You could hear the large crowd that was continuously building, becoming more anxious as time passed with no food.  

When the food finally came, an unexplained energy from God swept upon the exhausted group as we rushed the food off the truck and into the church. It took team work and cooperation to pass out the tons of food but in the end everyone was fed and satisfied. We started with the youngest and their mothers and worked our way through everyone. There were some situations that became a bit heated as some fought over plates but were in the end all fed with a plate of rice, beans, carrots, and chopped sausage. When the food was gone, it was time to head back the tent city orphanage where we would feed them and eventually take them to what will be their newly rented home.

The feeding at the orphanage was much more chaotic then the previous feeding because there was no fenced structure to keep out the tent city kids so feeding the orphanage kids before the other children was very difficult because at points we could not tell who was from the orphanage and who was from the neighborhood. In the end, we fed everyone we could until the food ran out. Pastor Bob said we served over 500 meals between the two locations. The kids enjoyed the meal and were very grateful and loving to us. After that we traveled to their new home. There was a huge difference between their old home and their new home. Between their old beaten down tent to their newer, fenced, painted, and open spaced home the children were raving with excitement.

It was a huge relief to finally be back at the New Life orphanage. Food and water tasted better than it has ever tasted before.  Even though it was a long and tiring day, we had a special impact on hundreds of people all throughout Haiti. It was hard to say goodbye tonight as it was our last night of devotions with the kids. We had a special going away bonfire with marshmallows, gram crackers, and chocolate for s’mores . At the end of the night, we had a touching group talk with New Life’s founder Miriam. She told us more about how we could help here in Haiti and the sponsorship of the kids here at New Life.  It is now time to pack to get ready for our flight back to the states! Thank you for all of you support throughout our trip and your contributions. This had been a life changing experience for a lot of us and we couldn’t have done it without your love, prayers, and support.                                                                              

Submitted by short  term missionaries: Courtney Keefer and Patrick Kaindl

Haiti -just another day

Another amazing day, a mix of emotions and a mix of sites. Started the day working on bunk beds, now all of the boards are ready for painting. Had to go to the store for more supplies, and another half a day trip. This time we had few more stops to make. Rene, Renee and I ventured out together. Went over to a supermarket for supplies for the guest house. Stopped at MSC (local Home Depot), but after purchasing a toilet, we did not get the 2x4's, they were out. So off we went through rough (very rough) streets of Port-au-Prince over to a lumber yard (well it's a hole in the wall store that does have 2X4's) over close by Marie's. Since we were in the area, we did stop at Grace Orphanage. Rest of the Wheatland Salem Church team was there at the same time visiting. A short stay was very emotional. Pictures with Rene's wife and little Patty, hugs and kisses with Fabienne and rest of the girs. Marie was very nice, showed us a room that was done very nice as a sawing room for the girls (wow, what a great idea to get the girls involved in sawing!). God is great!
After a very short stay, back to the lumber yard and back to New Life.
The Sport team (WSC Team) got all of the kids at the New Life Home together and gave out medals to the kids for their participation in the Sports Camp (I can assure you that all of the kids were very proud to wear that medal, way to go Diane). An evening devotional closed the day for me. I am proud to say that the boys were able to set up all of the sound equipment on their own (it couldn't be the teacher.....Nope it couldn't be)
As I read all of the blogs that are posted, I am pleased with the way all of the writers use their words (the quality of writing is really outstanding). And yet, words can't describe the emotional roller coaster that describes Haiti. It is a place that you fall in love with very easy, partly because of the kids that steal your heart, partly because of the great people that live here and partly because of our own guilt. Guilt that tells us that back home we have such an aboundence of "stuff" that does not have anything to do with God's work. Stuff that other 90% of people in the world do not see and do not care about. Gods work is all about giving your heart to others in need. So if you as a reader would like to experience true Gods work, just open your heart and start caring about others. Rather you do this in Haiti or back home, there are so many opportunities that you miss every day. Just open your heart, God's work is there for you to experience!

　
Mr.Bill

On the Move in Haiti

If you’ve been reading this blog over the last week, I hope you have appreciated the myriad of perspectives. Just as each day and each writer have been different so too are the experiences. The Haiti mission team is made up of 14 individuals ranging from 15 to 55 years old with varying degrees of mission experience. However, the majority have had no experience in Haiti – the poorest country in the western hemisphere.

Today, we started early by getting picked up by our friends from Village of Hope / Lazarus Project. The travel was different than any of the other days because we traveled around Haiti in the back of an open air truck. This is the best way to see Haiti because standing in the back of a truck allows one to see over the 8 foot high cinderblock walls that line almost every street. We traveled from our Haiti home base to the Village of Hope, a school at the foot of the mountains near the Dominican Republic border. The institution was formed some twenty years ago to serve the rural population of Haiti by offering excellent faith based education. Unfortunately, the school was out for the summer so we didn’t get to meet the 640 students who make up all 13 grades of students. We did get to walk the impressive compound as well as see the progress of the new medical clinic. The clinic is being built to serve the community in large part because of the funds provided from Wheatland Salem Church, Impact for Jesus and the Village of Hope. It’s really an impressive structure in that it is being built to both California earthquake and Florida hurricane standards. The project really is a sign that Haiti has begun to change for the better.

After our visit, we returned to Port Au Prince to do a little work at another Village of Hope partnership project called Little Children of Jesus (LCJ). The project is one of the best handicap homes in the country. They currently have over 98 residents. The folks living at LCJ are all severely physically and/or mentally challenged. It was quite overwhelming to spend time with the residents. Handshakes and hugs were all we could really offer but the lingering emotions were almost overpowering. Have you ever hugged a child whose own culture thinks of them as a burden or a piece of living furniture? It takes your breath away and touches something deep down in ones soul. I will never forget leaving the facility wishing we could have stayed longer, done a craft or played a little indoor soccer in the recreation room. We will be back though and next time we will do it all. As the visit ended, we felt compelled to pray for our host (a second career missionary from Canada).  She thanked us for caring enough to think of asking God to bless her with strength, wisdom and perseverance.

We then traveled to our host’s mission station. As our host prepared the cold cuts for lunch, the team gathered in the courtyard so as not to be overheard and made the decision to give some of the $2000 dollars raised for those in need to the Village of Hope. We presented the money to our host who was genuinely surprised at our generosity. It was a pleasure to hand her the funds. After the presentation, we moved down the street to visit Grace House of Hope. An orphanage we have been associated with for over 8 years. It’s an all girls orphanage with a great history. Sister Marie was gracious about the gifts of food and the time spent with the girls. The team was once again on the emotional rollercoaster. It’s really hard to look into a child’s eyes and see their longing for love and attention all the while knowing this might be the only hug they get from an adult for a week.  

The day finished with an open air ride back to our Haiti home base at New Life Children’s Home. We ate some dinner, played some late night soccer, belted out a few praise songs with the orphans and finished with a session of laughing around the picnic table outside our mission huts.  We serve an awesome God and tomorrow we get to do it again!

Pastor Coach Bob (said with a Creole orphan accent)

Downtown Port Au Prince with the WSC Mission team

Well, it’s a miracle that we actually slept last night since there was a fury of events.  For the boys, Dave was met with an Army of fire ants in his bed.  Lesson #15 for the week, ‘Never, repeat Never, leave open food on your bed!’  Lesson #16 quickly followed with, ‘100%deet kills everything!’  On the girl’s side, Courtney had a fury visitor or the rodent type of persuasion.  Apparently, mosquito nets repel more than we expected.

Today we needed all the energy we could muster since we were visiting 3 places; Cohena Orphanage, Port Au Prince and the Metal Works village which were all interesting.

First came Cohena where we were greeted by 45 happy children who looked very bored.  They are not going to school right now and it was very clear that there was NOTHING to do.  We started by handing out hand-made goodie bags that where put together with love by Kristin, Martha and Maria a few days ago.  I think that’s where Kristin learned Lesson #12- 100% deet actually takes the color out of anything it comes into contact with your skins.  In her case, a plastic goodie bag with blue polka dots. She was very fashionable with blue dots on her leg for the rest of the day. The children also loved the bags and were very grateful.  Next, Renee delivered some sponsor gifts to some children who just beamed!  The Butler’s boy, Lunard has picked up some soccer moves since last year!  Of course, he’s an honorary Butler! The Campbell family’s sponsored girl is so beautiful!  All the kids there look very healthy!  After the kids had some fun chewing gum and blowing bubbles, we moved on to passing out dresses to the girls, which were made with love by Lisa from Wheatland Salem Church.  They looked so sweet!  The boys were soon dressed in Chicago Fire shirts and playing keep away in two groups in the small orphanage.  They are great at making do with what they have. It was tough to leave, especially for John who was held tightly by one child and left with a cry soaked shoulder! 

Next was fighting the traffic to make out way to Port Au Prince.  Nas, our driver was very skilled for driving in Haiti which Austin says makes driving in downtown Chicago seem like a breeze!  Diane had a few heart attack moments along the way which made Renee and Bob chuckle. The scenery was much more disturbing than the traffic.  The group was awestruck by the amount of devastation and poverty that exists there.  We have been a bit sheltered staying at New Life Children’s Orphanage by the wonderful accommodations and it was a bit of culture shock to leave.  The veterans of Haiti missions did notice some signs of rebuilding.  Pastor Bob actually recalled a particular building which was just starting his last trip and is now complete and looks really good!  There were many more trucks than usually and we even saw some construction equipment.  God is so good. We did have a slight reprieve with Lunch at the Emporia which was very much improved and expanded from last year’s trip.  I (Diane) almost thought I was at the mall until the food came and it was pizza, Haitian style, and side orders of questionable chicken nuggets. Aren’t all chicken nuggets a mystery though? 

Finally, after we were re-energized, we were off to a long, long ride to the Metal Works shop. The group was amazed at how talented these men were to create such amazing things from pounded out trash barrels using only a nail and hammer.  We were all amazed once again with the driving of Nas and Rene’ who managed to get us across town in Haiti traffic in less than an hour.  We admit that some of his ‘short cuts’ were a bit scary.  The adults were amazed with the youth’s bargaining skills.  They started as very shy about the whole matter on the bus but after the first,’ score’ by Patrick for a gecko, the competition was ON.  We are finding that several days of soccer has made them quite competitive!  The winner for the day, with the best bargain was Martha, who got a kids around the world that was originally priced at $20 and she walked away paying only $8.  The shopping was put to an end by the mounting traffic and Bob bringing in the troops. 

When we returned, it took only about 10 minutes before the youth were out on the field to join the kids in playing soccer, what else. The dinner bell didn’t even stop them.  A short rest then devotions with the kids at 7 sharp (Haitian time).  Austin was really a trooper since he didn’t turn down his new buddies Jeremy and Louis for a shoulder rides even though they are still bright red from our beach trip.  Now that’s sacrifice!

Today’s post was brought to you by Austin and Diane.

4th of July

Just like another day in Haiti. While Wheatland Salem Church group joined other missionarries and New Life kids on a trip to a beach, I was shopping for lumber and electrical supplies. Nothing has changed, is a most of the day process. Although prices at a local supply store seem very reasnable from my stand point, they are very expensive from a Haitian prospective. Now you can imagine a smal pick up truck (it did have a double cab), 6 guys (temps in mid 90's and very humid) and 50 pieces of 12' lumber sticking streight up from the back of the pick up driving through washed out streets. Overloaded by any standard, but a normal site in Haiti. But as always, somehow it got done.
Before everybody returned from the beach I had a chance to assemble my sound equipment rack that houses controllers for 4 wireless microphones that were donnated by Wheatland Salem Church. We were able to use the mics during the Divotional in the evening. Pastor was praising God for the gift, since back in January he made a drawing of a system that He was praying for. The only missing componenets are the two speakes that are coming on the School Bus and the system will be exacly as he drew up. What a Joy and Blessing to listen to the kids sing in english. They know so many songs, it absolutely amzing.
Rene and Frenzy were on the job all day as well working on several projects. It looks like Franzy's foot is finly getting better, he had a pair of bots on yesterday. It was so great to see both of their smiling faces again!
Today is a work day for all. I will be starting on the 3 sets of bunk beds.

Bill

Haitian Beach Day

Today was beach day!  After another delicious breakfast, the two visiting churches and IFJ departed for the beach with many of the children from New Life in tow.  Along the way, we saw how the people of Haiti have coped with the recent disaster.  Although, there is still much work to be done, it was truly eye-opening to see them find solace in something as simple as a game of 3v3 soccer or the buying and selling of goods at the local market. 

Upon our arrival, we quickly discovered the skill of our bus driver as he descended the steep, winding, 30-foot decline towards our beach.  After a quick prayer, the kids headed toward the waves with smiles on their faces.  While in the water, most spent their time playing games, while others enjoyed the comfort of the shade and a cool breeze.  Other activities included rousing games of UNO, the collection of sea shells and beach glass, and, of course, the daily ritual of a friendly game of soccer.  Later, lunch was served, which consisted of peanut butter sandwiches, BBQ chicken, rice and beans, and a fresh salad.  As usual, everyone enjoyed the delicious meal just as much as the last, especially with the scenic view of the ocean tides and the mountains of Haiti in the background.  It was truly amazing to see God’s hand extend to a land so impoverished.  After lunch, some took to the water to continue the fun and games while others played soccer and even a game of basketball with human hoops (thanks to Will and Patrick).  A few hours later, it was time to head back to the orphanage.  Although, it surely disappointed the children to leave, we knew they enjoyed themselves with a full, active day of sun and fun as many fell asleep on the bus ride home.  On the way, we saw the grave site where many of the victims of the earthquake were laid to rest.  Although sad, it was a moving display of Haitian pride to see the giant purple ribbon marking the burial site. 

After another delicious dinner, we headed back to the pitch for one final game of soccer before Devotions.  While we all missed spending the 4th of July with our families back home it was truly a blessing to be in a community filled with so much love.  This will surely be a holiday we all will not soon forget.

-Blogged by: Kristin and David (the human)

Haiti Soccer Camp - July 3rd, 2011

Today, the plan was to set up a tournament with five different teams. However, we are quickly learning that things in Haiti don’t exactly go according to plan. Some of us are having an easier time adjusting to this than others. We started off with an MLS shoot-out competition to get the kids all gathered on the soccer field. Before, we got the games started; we passed around on the field and goofed around with the kids. Austin put one kid on his shoulders and then all of a sudden every kid was begging to be put up on our shoulders. They were all begging to faster and faster so the boys ended up racing each other with the kids on their shoulders. The kids were squealing with laughter and loved all the attention they were getting. We ended up only having enough kids to make two teams given that we started a noon, the hottest time of day, and most of the girls don’t play soccer. We gave each team their respective pennies and bandanas and let the games begin.  The children were so proud of the team they were on and made all their friends get the same bandana. We started to play the first game in the middle of the day; this was hard for us because we are not accustomed to the heat in Haiti. The game was fun and the kids really enjoyed it. They are very skilled and we find ourselves learning from them just as much as they are learning from us. The game lasted about an hour and ended with a great lunch.

While the soccer game was occupying most of the boys, we had crafts set up along the sidelines for those who chose not to participate in the soccer game. We had beads to put on string and pipe-cleaners that became bracelets and necklaces. The kids loved to go through and pick out what beads to put on their bracelets and many shared their creations with us. We also had foam crosses to decorate with letters and sticker jewels. It’s amazing how their lives are so centered on Christ. Many of their crosses read: “Jesus loves Jeremy,” or “Shirley loves God.” The kids enjoyed wearing the jewel stickers as jewelry as well. Many little kids were running around with make-shift earrings and jewels stuck on their foreheads. Then we had to go in for dinner.

When we were eating our dinner we looked out the window to see the kids starting to organize their own game of soccer. We were amazed and quickly ran into our rooms and got the jerseys we packed for them. We brought out the jerseys and the kids we ecstatic and were so proud to have their own jersey and number. Then we started the game. It was a high scoring game and many of their goals were high-light reel worthy. We played until it became dark and it was time for the kids to go to devotions. We went and watched a few videos that Bill Plaza made with pictures and videos that he took during his last visit to the New Life for Children Home/Rescue Center. After watching the videos, we sang a few worship songs and sent the kids off to bed.

We are so blessed to have this opportunity to serve these kids and bring a smile to their faces. I cannot wait to play with them tomorrow!

Emily and Will.

soccer with orphans (not sure who learned more)

Today was an amazing day, for all of us. We were blessed seeing the joys of the children as they picked their shoes and clothing that was donated.  One child stands out as he is taken by the hand of Diane, he screams with joy knowing that he is going to receive shoes. The smiles and screams of joys continue as he is given his soccer clothing. What a God given blessing that was to see. It filled my heart with joy.

The children gave us the opportunity to play with them as well as learn from them. I believe more like learn, since their soccer skills are quite advanced. It appears to run in their blood. It is interesting to see how many are able to play and run around with a soccer ball barefoot. A few still played barefoot as they are used too.  An exciting two games took place today.  The yellow team vs. the red team, both played well and competitive. The children at the orphanage looked as if they were members of the Chicago Fire team. They wore the shirts proudly and played with all their heart.  At the second game, they reshuffled themselves into new teams.  At the end of both games, everyone left learning a new skill from someone new.  

The day ended with a wonderful tour of the orphanage. We had the opportunity to see what an amazing home the children have. We learned that the children raise rabbits, fish, chickens, and goats as a source of food. They also grow their own crops. The crops are filled with wonderful vegetables that were visible.  There are two different dorms, one for the boys and the other for the females/ infants. They both appeared to be spacious and children friendly. There are ramps available for the handicapped children. As we were finishing the tour, we had a glimpsed of the children doing their laundry. Our tour guide had mentioned that the children were washing the clothing gifts that we had given them earlier in the day. 

Today was a great day! We all had many laughs throughout the day. Thank you God for this wonderful opportunity!

Maria & Martha