Day 9: Friday, March 19th 2010
Rain has moved in overnight. It is good and bad. Good because the cistern is in need of some water, and two it gets some of the dirt out of the air. Bad because today’s schedule has been done away with. Breakfast was good as always, but I could have settled for some poptarts, but God has provided in great ways. Today is the day that we will wrap up some of our work here in Creve in preparation for our journey back to Port Au Prince (P.A.P.). We are talking about leaving early in the tomorrow to do some in Mol St. Nicolas. Hopefully the leadership will follow through on this. I know schedules change, but I really would like to have a day like that. We are now on the down side of things, and I am looking forward to the finish line.
Tomorrow we will be traveling and sight-seeing. Sunday I will be preaching, and we will have church and evangelism. Monday we will take the journey from P.A.P. to the Dominican Republic to Puerto Rico, over to Chicago IL, and then back home. That will be a long day.
More Creole terms:
- Bon dye Beniw (Bon Due Be-new) – God Bless You!
- Silas Fe Me Bouj u – Be Quite, Silence
- Ou Pa Compren? – Do you understand?
- Como Ye? – How are you?
- Tre Bien – Very Good
12:00ish pm: We went and took a closer look at the school today, and what we saw was scary. The structural integrity of this three-story tall brick building was a disaster waiting to happen. I don’t know what it will take to make it secure, but it looks like something needs to be done. Other than that I have just spent the day sermonizing.
I enjoyed spending this time in the Word of God, ut I really wish we could be doing something to help the people of Haiti. Hopefully this afternoon the rain will die down and we can make the trip down to Bombard to give medical supplies to the hospital down there. Until then I guess it is just a waiting game.
7:30ish pm: I really enjoyed this evening. The rain cleared up just enough for us to take our trip to Bombard to go deliver medical supplies to the hospital. It is about a 45 minute trip in the back of a Toyota pick-up. It was a four wheeling, mud-slinging, off-roading experience in the back of this truck. The back-end of that truck fish tailed a majority of the way because the muddy dirt roads were still really wet.
On the way back Wilson stopped and asked for us to see a couple of women who were shut-ins for medical treatment. We agreed and went to the Rochfort medical clinic to get some supplies. From there we hiked to his house. I went there a couple of days earlier w/ Michael Barton from Canada, so I knew the way. We got there and he had a full set-up. What once was just a framed hut, now had a tarp for a roof, benches, tables, and chairs. And what was supposed to be a couple was actually like a couple dozen. We officially named it the Wilson Clinic. So “a couple” was actually like “not to far”. We saw about 10 of the 50-70, and apologized to the rest. We were only equiped to see a couple. Anyway it turned out to be an interesting afternoon.
I hate to say anything negative, but I did get a little edgy tonight. It seemed like since we were leaving tonight all of the work hands were lined up to beg for what ever they could get. Just prior to this evening I had the privilege to give away stuff to people who really needed it. Like Walter, he is one of the larger Haitian men and he has a hard time finding clothes that will fit him. I gave him like 3 sets of clothes. Then there was La Voy Ti who asked me when I first arrived at Creve, If I would give him my shoes before I left. I told him that those were the only shoes I had, but I would try to find him a pair out of some of the clothes and shoes we brought. Unfortunately, we did not have any that would fit him. I graciously gave mine to him tonight. I was honored to hive him my shoes. I also gave Leniere a flashlight. These were not the problem issues. The problem got to be when I couldn’t even leave my room without people pulling on my clothes, cornering me, and begging. And they did it to every one of us. I just have to remind myself that they are desperate and this is part of their culture.
I am truly blessed to have experienced Haiti, but unfortunately I do not share that same deep compassionate love for the nation of Haiti as my friends do. That does not mean I don’t love the people here, it just means that be a missionary to Haiti is not a life long calling for me. I would love to visit in the future, just not as often as some of my team mates. Do I believe God called me to come to Haiti? Absolutely!! God has opened my eyes in so many ways, spiritually, mentally, physically, and in multiple other capacities.
I just heard a loud KABOOM!! There is no telling what that was. Possible gun shot, but unlikely since were not in Port Au Prince. In P.A.P. Gun shots are extremely common. There is no telling with some of the contractions that they have around here. Most likely it was a blown generator.
I look forward to returning to Blue Ridge compound in P.A.P. I really enjoyed my stay there, and I look forward to working in P.A.P. a little bit more. Well its time for lights out, and we are headed off to Mol St. Nicolas to go to the ocean shore and check out the old military fort, and look at some other interesting sights. Christopher Columbus settled at Mol St. Nicolas, I believe it was on his 2nd journey to America.