Grand Guave. A beautiful place lush with mountains and sweet serenity. This is where Dennis and I decided to go on our break between school semesters and as a part of our celebration of our 3rd anniversary. It was a blessing because when I was very young, 20 years ago, my father had visited Haiti as a missionary. We had never been there before, didn’t know what to expect but we did know that God wanted us there. As we approached the gates of the mission home, it opened to children walking towards the vehicle we were in and my heart immediately melted. I squeezed Dennis’s hand in awe of the beautiful faces of love that captured my heart from the moment i met them.
The children that live in this orphanage cannot be taken care of by their parents simply because they cannot afford it. Some of these children also have been dropped off or were found wandering on the streets without a place to call home. Its very hard for me to even take in now because being raised in a loving, nuturing home with support in every aspect, we just don’t how blessed we are until we go somewhere where people aren’t so fortunate. Water was drawn from a well, we bathed in cold water, and lived life the way those children did, eating what they ate and rolling around in the dirt they so loved to play in. It was one of the greatest experiences I’ve ever had.
This wasn’t the usual mission trip where we had VBS, preached or sang for them. It was a time where we simply loved on those kids. You see…that was the greatest gift as a Christian we could give. In the city that we visited, we not only spent time with the children of the orphanage we stayed at, but children from the community came in & we had a chance to love them. We did not know the language nor did we have much translation but our communication was through the love we gave each other in a hug, sitting with them, and in just holding their hand.
As you may or may not know, Haiti was once a country filled with Voodoo worship. Often times, people (including myself) have that misconception that there’s too much devastation and too many people in need that we can’t simply help all of them but its because of missionaries that this country has been and continues to be won over for Christ. The American Pastor who oversees this mission shared with us that at one time you could hear Voodoo worship in the streets, but now, even when Dennis & i got ready for bed, you could hear worship and praise to Jesus Christ. This is because of the many missionaries who have come to share the gospel and make a difference in the lives of natives there. Those natives in turn have continued sharing and living that gospel, which continue to make a difference in the lives of those who reside in that country!
I have so many more stories I could share, but it could never be done in one blog post. Everyone can make a difference whether it be downtown feeding the homeless on the streets or sharing God’s love in a 3rd world country such as beautiful Haiti. Those children have a hope and that hope is God. I believe God will use that young generation we spent time with there to make the biggest difference Haiti has ever seen. Please pray for that country. God is doing amazing things there. Our hope and prayer is to continue visit and support that country…to raise up leaders, to conquer poverty and health issues, winning that country to Christ. Be blessed!! =)