Sorry about the inconvenience of no internet yesterday, but now we are using internet that Healing Hands is allowing us to use. Praise God for them! The photos today have no captions – we were at Jerusalem I for medical clinic on October 29, and at the beach at Wahoo Resort on October 30.
October 29 – Report by Aidan Maxey-Hild
It is my first time in Haiti–I’m 13 years of age. Today we set up a makeshift pharmacy in a church. We had sorted most of the medications the day before. We had translators and a provider who would decide a certain medicine for the needs of the patient. When the patients left the church they would get a bracelet, or toothbrush, or basic hygiene items. I was outside playing with the children, keeping them entertained. At about lunchtime we took a break, and some of us took a short nap. After we got back to work and got done with all the patients, we went back to relax at the mission house. Then some of us went on a walk. We walked to some houses of friends, and saw a really nice Catholic church with great acoustics. Once we returned we had a Haitian meal prepared by our chef, Ginette, consisting of rice and peas, chicken, salad with beets, and really spicy coleslaw. Then we prepared for tomorrow – we plan to have a day off and go to the beach. Right now at 5:56 p.m. I’m going to go work on my homework. Everyone wants to tell their family hello and that they are missed.
October 30 – Report by Brandie Estes
Today was a day of rest and relaxation and “family time” for our team. We went to Wahoo Bay Beach Resort and got to see the beauty of God’s creation. Haiti is the most breathtaking place I have ever been, and the mix of emotions has been overwhelming at times. Driving up and down the mountain we witnessed people on donkeys, and 3-4 people on a motorcycle rushing around, as they waved and smiled at us without a care in the world. Then we reached Port-au-Prince, where the scenery is chaotic and busy; you are thrown into shock at the driving and the filth of the city. When we reached the beach we were surrounded by the mountains and the blue/green water, as the breeze blew the salty smell across our faces. I sat on a rock and iust stared at the ocean, and I looked around at the mountains as I held my camera in my hand. Neither I nor this camera could catch or begin to tell you of the depth of the beauty here.
Our second day here, I experienced Hatian church (American church has nothing on them). I left there completely humbled and swallowed up by the Holy Spirit. As we returned in the back of the truck I told God, “They have nothing, and they are still so happy and praise You.” His response to me was, “They have everything, and they are still happy and praise Me.” He has been silent with me for the past few days–I have seen so much, and have been unable to process and have been struggling with how to handle the silence… until today. I sat in the most magnificent place of His creation, and I soaked in as much as I could. I tried to capture it all in a lens of a camera, but my camera lens is not enough, and anything I try to do on my own is not going to be enough. I know this, but on the drive home my heart finally sang to Him and He answered, “I love you, Lord, and I lift my voice. To worship you, oh my soul, rejoice. Take joy, my King, in what you hear. May it be a sweet, sweet sound in Your ear.”