Never have I thought of the
term "brothers and sisters in Christ" as I had this week. Arriving in
Port Au Prince and being greeted by Edvens felt as if I went to visit my
brother in college and gave him a hug. The people we worked along side with this
week, "blancs" and Haitians, continually reminded me that I was there
to help my brothers and sisters, not someone who was lesser than me. Not only
did I think that, but had examples put right before me of how amazing my "brothers and sisters" truly are.
Leaving a whole bunch of teenage friends and going and getting to know some new
friends only reminded me of the friends that I left at home. They still have
that sense of humor that makes you laugh so hard you want to cry, the kindness
to share their knowledge with you, and the eagerness to have fun every minute
possible.

Multiple times during the
week I was reminded that we were all worshiping the same God. Although church
might be the most obvious example of this, two other instances proved to be
more heart warming. One morning I walked past one of the preschool rooms and
heard Chris Hestwood singing "Amazing Grace". I poked my head in just in time to
see the teacher turn from the students and sing "Amazing Grace" back to Chris in
Kreyol. During a later day in the week I was in the school painting when I was
approached by one of my friends. I thought he would stick around but I was
thoroughly surprised when he said "I will be back in a couple of minutes,
I want to go pray." When he said that I just about fell over with astonishment.
Never have I ever been told to wait because someone has to go pray. Him saying
this only reminded me once more that he was my brother in Christ and needed God
in his life just as much as I need God in mine.
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| My family's sponsored child, Virgenette (in the white), her sister, Carlmaria, and her mother. So I guess you can call this more of a "Family in Christ" |
I was blessed to be able to go to Haiti this past week and have experiences such as these. I look forward to returning in the future to have my eyes opened even wider to God's vast greatness.
You might also enjoy reading my traveling companion Sarah's thoughts. Here she writes prior to our trip. And these are her thoughts upon returning home.

nurses Susan, Ellen, and Shelly did yesterday. They spent time organizing the pharmacy, giving out medicine, patient visits, and Ellen got help a young boy who had broken his arm. Today we visited the school and dewormed 600 school students. In addition to the deworming, we weighed and measured them so we can reference their growth in future medical visits and target those that need nutritional support. When we got back to the mission it was time for our final English class which the kids were very enthusiastic about, especially when they were singing "happy birthday" to Dave. We wrapped up our time with the youth with
one final game of chubba chubba can can (or in this case chubba chubba suitcase suitcase) to whom which the winner was awarded Jason's prized hat.
we grab coffee and sit on the rooftop to watch the sun come up over the mountains. That nicely describes the peaceful serenity and smooth teamwork we are all experiencing. For example, the electricity team got it to work in the new school this morning because they worked together so well. Another example is how we help each other in teaching. Dave, Jason, Bobbie, Sarah,and Jenny (with the electricity and painting guys peeking in) are all
helping the children pronounce English words and serving as teaching assistants. We have been teaching an English lesson every day at 4 o'clock. And a couple of people on the team tell me that the students see them working and they use the English phrases they have learned. Nothing could be more gratifying to me as a teacher.
you'll have to ask Margaret, who gave it a try. The little ones were so cute, but a bit apprehensive about the whole process. The older students accepted the whole process with resignation. At the end, each student was given a composition book that included a handwritten letter and a picture from my students at Baker Elementary School. The letters had been translated into Creole, so there was no language barrier. 
sit, stand, dance, and sing. To learn those words we don't just say the words. Instead as we said them we sat and stood and danced and sang! And we laughed and learned each others names and just had fun being together. What a neat experience to share God's love among God's children! I can't wait for our next class!
A group of people from our team also painted 20 pieces of plywood with chalkboard paint and as Tom says we "will have a grand hanging tomorrow in the school...but not mine, of the chalkboards."

