Haiti November 19, 2012

Report from Tereasa Breckenridge

Day 3 – Our God is such an amazing God – but it does not surprise me! This morning would be our first day to actually serve and witness to the people of Z’Orange, Haiti. I was a little apprehensive since this is my first – prayerfully, of many more to come – mission trip. The icing on the cake is to be able to serve with friends and my only daughter, Christyn, who flew in from Houston TX. After sorting medications last night in preparation for today, we got up (one as early as 4:30 a.m.) to sort according to sizes the suitcases of clothes that we brought. Once that was done and everything had been transported to the church, we were ready to begin.

The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. I thank God for the fantastic workers He sent on this team! The missionaries who came crossed all ages – 25 to 65; black, white and Haitian, all children of God, brothers and sisters – they gladly gave of themselves this morning and served with love and compassion. As the patiently waiting Haitian people literally poured into the makeshift clinic, we knew immediately how great the need was, and it was far above anything that I would have imagined . . .

We worked nonstop for the first 3-4 hours; the team worked like a well-oiled machine. Beginning with the patients’ initial entry into the waiting area, they were directed to sit in the order they arrived. Then a photo of each patient was taken, with John 3:16 printed in Creole on the back of each one, and patient cards were established. Next they were on to see one of the 3 physicians or nurses on the team, and everyone received a gift bag – the men, the women, and the children. After this they were directed to the clothing area, where they were able to get clothing items and shoes for their families. I saw them come through with such a great need, and yet such humble spirits!

Some of these people had not seen a doctor for months and were completely out of medications; they had been waiting for the TEM clinic this morning, but their hope is also in God – and no one was turned away! (I didn’t know much of the language, but a smile softens the heart.) We rotated out for lunch and someone was always there serving the people. Once we finished seeing the last patients and broke down the setup, we all took deep breaths and thanked God for an awesome, orderly, truly blessed day for them and for all of us to be servants of God today.

Blessed to be a blessing, Tereasa.