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All my new Haitian Friends.....

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Well all I can say at this point is God is so good and so gracious.  You see when I first started this journey I said I don't know where the money is going to come from.  Well with my mom who is my rock, family members, some of my wonderful parents, my Bunco Buddies and God allowing extra money in our checking account, my trip was paid in full with $2.25 to spare.  Now is that a God thing or what?

It's time to pack.  Going into another country you need to make sure you have everything you need.  I started packing about 2 weeks in advance.   Cannot tell you how excited I am getting.

June 19th the church gathered around the Haiti team and had prayer.  I felt as if I was on top of the world.  I could not really understand why. 

On June 21st I headed out the door with my bags packed to the church for our packing party.  Each bag could only weight 50 pounds.  Each team member had 2 suitcases, a carry on and a back pack.  Loaded I might add.  See we are packing to get as much supplies as possible over to Haiti.  So packing and weighing came to a end.  Everyone headed home only to return in a few short hours.

So excited equals no sleep.  Up at 3:00 and started to get dress to be at the church at 5:00.  We all arrived and doing all the last minute things to gather on the bus to leave.  Several people showed up to see us off.  Good byes are sometimes really hard. One reason it is so hard, this will be the longest I have been away from Mark in 37 years.  Pulled out at 6:00 for the airport.  I am beyond excited and still could not figure out why.  Arrived at the airport.  Well it's that time.  Myself along with Kim Reed-Bracey, Bildad, Shirley and Ladd Bennett, Kim and Andrew Bell, Amy Thomas, Debbie O'Neil, Jessica Pugh, Cindy and David Thompson loaded the plane.  We became the HAITI 12.

HAITI HERE WE COME!!!!!

Arrived in Maimi and boarded another plane for Haiti.  Arrived in Haiti and while standing in the airport I got the sickest feeling.  I literally was asking God what have you done to me?  Why have you brought me here?  I was saying , Oh Lord I have to do this for 10 days.  I was doing everything I could too cover my feelings up so my team members would not see the sick feeling that I felt.  So off we go to pile in tap-taps.  We are on our way to Minotree.  If I wasn't already wondering what in the world I am doing here, the ride was SCAREYYYYY.  They drive crazy over there.  I mean really crazy.  Did I mention the sights I was seeing.  Oh my gosh, my heart was breaking.  Oh God, I want to go home.  NOW.

We actually arrived safely in Minotree.  When we pulled up I had never seen so many children, teenagers and adults waiting for us.  With open arms I might add.  I climbed out of the car and I will have to say I had such a peace that came over me and from that very moment my life has not be the same.  I was meeting so many all at once and they just swarmmed around us.  Could not understand a lick of anything but I was just as happy as if I had been there all my life.  I felt as if God was really telling me, don't give up on me yet.  It all just got so easy for me.  We were not going to be there very long before we had to leave to go to Kaliko where we would be staying.  But before we leave we went to Bildad's home to meet his mom and dad.  I never made it inside.  I was outside.  It is at this time I met someone by the name of JEAN MARY BERDY.  All I will say is I met him but the story will continue about him later.  I also met John Peter.  John Peter was on my hip the entire time.  Well it's time to leave and head to Kaliko.  We were all beat but we arrived at Kaliko to find a beautiful place for us to stay.  Bungalows, swimming pool, beach.  What, all of this in Haiti?  It was amazing.  Time to get to the bungalows, freshen up and meet for dinner.  The food was awesome.  Short meeting and time to unpack. I was in a room with Debbie O"Neil and Jessica Pugh.  Did I mention it is HOT IN HAITI.  Man or man it's hot.  Well the day was done and it was late.  Time to journal.

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