Sabbath in Haiti

We arrived safely.  This is not to be taken lightly, because weeks of preparation have gone into the travel procedures from the airports in Boston to Port-au-Prince and through the airport. It was indeed a chaotic situation, and we had to work to stay together but here we are in the Morquette’s home safe and sound and very well taken care of. 

Yesterday when we arrived we went straight to the orphanage from the hospital.  What a delight to see the children again!  I was talking to one of the younger children and felt some arms go around me.  It was Sara Lee – a sweet girl that I spent a lot of time with last year.  She hugged me so tight and for so long I didn’t think she would let go. That moment right there was worth all of the preparation and planning.  That sweet simple hug from Sara Lee.  

This morning we walked to a church in the neighborhood.  It was an English speaking church with a congregation made up of Hatains and foreigners.  In the sermon the pastor asked us all “What is your ministry? If you are a Christian you have a ministry, what is it?”  On my trip Haiti last year I felt a singular sense of purpose and ministry that I don’t quite achieve in Boston, I allow my life to become complicated with so many things to do. Here in Haiti I wake up every morning and simply ask God “What do these children need from me today?  What can we do to help at King’s?”  I am already feeling that happening again on this trip.  That simple and direct sense of purpose.  Uncomplicated and joyful.  Simple.  

Now for a not so simple prayer request – Grace fell in Boston while out on a run and got some very bad scrapes on her hand and leg.  This morning it looks like it is moving into a deep infection – beyond Neosporin.  We are going over to the hospital today and are hoping we an access the pharmacy and that they have an antibiotic that will work quickly.   Please pray with us for this infection to improve quickly and to become completely healed.  

This afternoon we will return to the Orphanage to have church with the children.  The kids take leadership roles in the service and it is quite a wonderful experience.  As for me?  I’m hoping that while I’m there I get another sweet, simple hug from my friend Sara Lee. 

Stephanie

English-speaking church in the neighborhood