Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Day Three: Water Truck Day!


Our Bible is our Weapon

Our Bible is our Weapon
The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine power to demolish strongholds. -2 Corinthians 10:4

Today our team spent their third day, second full service day, delivering water. We visited three stops in Cite Soleil, the slums outside of Port Au Prince. Without spending time in the area, it is hard to put Cite Soleil into perspective, but we will do our best. It marks an area of roughly 8.5 square miles along the coast of Haiti. Within that area there are nearly a quarter of a million people, which means that more than 30,000 people live in each square mile. Even more astonishing is that this is not a developed area with high rises or multi floor buildings, but rather a population dwelling entirely at sea level. Being the poorest slum in the Western Hemisphere, desperation for water and other necessities runs high, and the area is marked by gangs and violence. Serving there, you wouldn’t immediately know of the unrest, as you are greeted immediately with joy, smiles, and of course a lot of yelling of “Hey You!”
With no sewers or running water, the residents rely almost exclusively on water trucks to deliver potable water for drinking and cooking. Each week, Healing Haiti teams are lucky enough to be a part of this ministry. If you at home are wondering about the practicality of coming on a mission trip, here you are. The work done on days like this, and by the numerous other trucks that run throughout Haiti, is absolutely essential to support the life that our team interacted with today.
In order to effectively meet this basic need, our team tackled different tasks at each stop; both working the line to ensure the efficient filling of buckets and interacting with the community members. While you might assume that those filling buckets are doing the brunt of the physical work, you would be sorely mistaken. Climbing off of our Tap-Tap, we were immediately swarmed with kids wanting to be picked up, hugged, played with, and most importantly, have their picture taken. And when we say swarmed, we mean it (“I am already holding three kids, and you want me to pick you up how?”) It is so clear that these kids crave love and attention. Each stop is a blur of moving parts and ends all to soon with hugs and goodbyes. When the 40,000 gallons of water are gone, so is our team. Well wishes and
“God Bless Yous” are left with the buckets, but it is never enough.
Healing Haiti and the teams that serve play a crucial role in filling the needs of those in Cite Soleil, but the need is great. Our team was struck most by the much bigger picture that was shared with us today. After our first stop, we had the privilege of visiting Hope Church which stands on what was recently one of the largest trash dumps in the country. The church stands in the heart of Cite Soleil and is a physical reminder of the work that Healing Haiti has been doing for 10 years. The progress that they are making in this community is so evident for those who saw the area as recently as last year.
The strongholds, as you might imagine, in Cite Soleil are everywhere. Gaining trust and fostering relationships with the citizens, Healing Haiti slowly started their long journey. We were told today by one of our translators that the majority of those is Cite Soleil are not believers, and for many years, they have not had access to a church. Additionally, for most families, education is an opportunity that they are not afforded due to cost and distance. With the opening of Hope Church, and the upcoming inaugural school year, those in Cite Soleil will be receiving living water in addition to physical water (“but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life." -John 4:14) In America, we are used to having our pick of the lot when it comes to churches with one on what feels like every street corner. Here, it is a game changer. We were also told about the sharing of verses with the community. Our translator shared that many members were drawn to 2 Corinthians 10:4. He told us that “The Bible is our gun” has become a new mantra almost for many people in Cite Soleil. Best of all, they have taken it seriously and have been putting down their physical weapons in favor of the word of God.
We were so touched by the overwhelming outpouring of thanks for our work in bringing this dream to reality, and by the fact that all of the glory for this amazing opportunity was given back to God. More than once we were told of how difficult progress can be in an area like Cite Soleil, but thanks to God’s faithfulness and will for this project, change is happening. Our team will continue to pray over Hope Church, Cite Soleil, and Haiti as a whole for the wonderful progress that is being made. We also pass along the sincerest gratitude from the Haitian people for the work that has been done to make this possible. Being down here is certainly not the only way to make a difference in this country, and without the financial support, prayers, and compassion from those who have been backing this dream from the beginning it would have been impossible. Mesi anpil (thank you very much) for all that you have done and Ke Bondye Beni’ou (may God bless you)!
Filling Buckets

Water Line
 
Hope Church

 
Bath Time
Water Truck Line

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Bonswa!
Syd and Beebs here. Day 1 of mission service.
We had a great day today starting the morning off by having half of the group go to Home for Sick and Dying Babies and the other half going to Dare's. We came together as a team in the afternoon to visit our first orphanage, and then we ended the day with a delicious meal of Chicken Yakisoba.

Here are our perspectives on the day:

10 of us went to the Home for Sick and Dying babies. We pulled up in the tap-tap to the outside of the home and there was a line of women and their children waiting to get help for their child. After giving them a hopeful smile, we walking into the home and were given the option of room 1 or room 2. Room 1 was filled with children who were a lot sicker and a lot younger, and room 2 was filled with children who were mostly all above the age of 9 months. Myself and a couple others were called to room 2 where we were welcomed by kids sitting on chairs, patiently waiting for our attention. In this room, although there were about 30 plus cribs, side by side, filled with more children wanting to be picked up and loved. Throughout our morning, we fed, changed diapers and provided as much joy as possible to these sick kids. Some of the children's parents were given the opportunity to spend the morning with their kids, and it was unbelievably heartwarming to see the amount of love and care they had for their kids. Last time I was in Haiti, the places I visited lacked the presence of a parent. Although being at the home was overwhelming by the amount of kids crying and wanting attention, the nuns were tirelessly working to keep and love as many babies as possible. It was a very emotional stop for all those who went, but we are beyond thankful for the opportunity to be there.

6 of us went to Dare's, which is home for orphaned children with special needs. We got there and jumped right into playing with the children. We sang songs, played with bubbles, and had a little snack of applesauce. The children ranged in age from infant to adolescents with a variety of disabilities. We had a lot of fun making them laugh with our broken creole and the children had a great time trying on our hats. We had a great time sharing the love of Jesus and bringing happiness to their day!

After grabbing some snacks for lunch, the whole group went to an orphanage run by La Pherre and his wife. There were 30 children there and we started off our visit with a little art project. We had the children make little angel necklaces made out of paper clips, string, and beads. They listened really well and loved wearing them.Then we brought out the bubbles and chalk and had a fun time blowing bubbles, arm wrestling, playing tic-tac-toe, coloring, and singing and dancing.

There was a wide variety of ages, some were swinging young children around while others were making connections with the teenagers. All together the morale was high after the visit and it was even higher after the wonderful Chicken Yakisoba that Phaunis and Ulta, a couple of the Haitian staff, made for us!

And Sydnee Rensch, we miss you and we are sending our love and prayers for a healthy recovery for you!

Ouvwa for now, looking forward to water truck day tomorrow!
Syd and Beebs.


Monday, July 25, 2016

Day 1 - Travel Day

Early Morning Travels

The day started by arriving at the airport at 3:00 am.  Our flight to Miami was on time and full.  

As newbies on this trip, many emotions were being felt throughout the entire day, including:  


  • "Being open for whatever God had in store for us" was felt amongst many of us.  
  • Overwhelmed with many new experiences in what the week would not only give us, but what we can give back to the Haitian people during our week here.  
  • Confusion with many new things traveling abroad
  • Thankfulness for the opportunity and great people we have around us on the trip
  • Patience, as we don't always travel in large groups and must be considerate of others in the group as we make our way from Miami to Port Au Prince. 


Once we arrived, we were greeted with many long lines through immigration and customs and more uncertainty on our part, however, meeting several other groups on their mission helped make us feel that God has greater things in store for all of us here in Haiti.  After a great supper and devotional and much group sharing we are tired from the day and excited for a new day tomorrow

Signing off until tomorrow, 

The Newbies

Friday, July 15, 2016

Day 4- Wash my feet

Day 4- Wash my feet


The Sunday prior to my trip to Haiti, I was at my home church of River Valley. The sermon was related to Jesus being a servant to his disciples- illustrating the significance of him doing the job of a servant and washing the dirty feet of his disciples. I have always loved this story and have heard it used many times as an example of how leadership should look.

Thursday we had the chance to visit three elderly in the community. Two women and one man, ranging in age from 70-90 years old, which is exceeding the average life span of Haitians, which is around mid 60s. When I heard about the experience, I imagined bringing water and food to shut-ins; to be greeted by somber and tired faces.

We brought our guitar and drum, a bucket and towels to clean their feet and lotion to finish off the job with a massage. The elderly and their large entourage of grandchildren and neighbors met us warmly with hugs and smiles. We broke the ice with live worship music and got right to work- one person on each limb, and the rest playing with the children.  At the first two stops I sat on my drum, keeping the beat alongside Jeff, our team leader as he strummed his guitar and sang even more energy and life into these homes. I liked my spot on the drum, contributing in my own way, and infusing my joy and personality through my hand movements beating against the drum. This drum was also my lookout spot. I took in my scenery and watched with pride at the hard work of my fellow friends and teammates, moved by their compassion and care with their soft movements over the bony, dry skin they were touching. They looked so natural, made the job look easy and enjoyable.

At the final home, I was encouraged to get off my drum and put my famous massage skills to work. As I crouched by the old man’s feet, it dawned on me that this would be dirty, smelly, rough...did I mention dirty? The laces were so stiff from dried dirt that it took work to loosen them. Dust was covering the entire shoe; there wasn’t a clean spot to hold onto. The old man was unphased- sat back and relaxed, thankfully unaware of the thoughts in my head about how I would get through the messy experience. As all this was going through my head, and as I continued to work on peeling off the dirty shoes, I was reminded of the sermon I had heard just days ago at church. This was the type of feet Jesus cleaned. Feet full of dirt, expected from the type of lifestyle and the area they lived in. I literally had to bring myself to the thought that Jesus- the King of the World, washed feet.  I had to remind myself of the “amens!” I verbalized throughout the sermon about how I am the hands and feet of Jesus.  It was convicting, to say the least. It was my turn to do the dirty work.

The old man thoroughly enjoyed his cleaning and massage. An eager team member graciously offered we could massage his back as well, and there was not a second of hesitancy from him. Thank you eager team member- cause guess who rotated to his back? Yes, me. Oh, did I mention yet that his hips hurt as well? He was ready for the full rub down, body massage. This old man was full of fire and FUNNY. We asked him how we could pray for him, and he closed his eyes, raised his hands in the air and started rattling off praises and worship to God for US being there. We then switched roles and prayed for him, asking for relief of the pain that agonized him all over.


The elderly were a blessing to us all. We enjoyed being immersed in the community and seeing into the homes and lives of some of the locals. They were easy to love on, and the life that flowed from their smiles was something we carried with us all day.

Day 3: water truck

I pour pure water over you and scrub you clean. I’ll give you a new heart, put a new spirit in you. I’ll remove the stone heart from your body and replace it with a heart that is God-willed, not self-willed. I’ll put my spirit in you and make it possible for you to do what I tell you and live by my commands. Ezekiel 36:26-27

     Have you ever had the courage to ask God to break your heart for the things that break His, to see what He sees, to feel the way He feels and shed the kind of tears that He cries for His lost, lonely, and the brokenness of this world? That’s the kind of brokenness I seek from God. To Love the lost, the lonely and brokenness. Today our team visited a place called Cite Soleil, one of the poorest places in the world and delivered water to them. They may be in a place where they have no water, no electricity, or decent homes, but what they are rich in is the love they have for Jesus. If you ask a child or an elder if they know who Jezi (Jesus) is, most will say “yes Jezi”. My heart broke today for this elderly woman sitting all alone in front of her home when I was helping a little girl with her water bucket. When I left the little girls home, I went back to visit with the elderly woman for a little while. Despite the communication barrier, I embraced her hands and wanted to let her know how much she is loved. She had the most warming smile. I believe she understood but wish I was able to communicate better. She started patting her belly and patting her head but I wasn’t sure what she was saying so I asked one of our interpreters to come over to translate. What she was trying to tell me was that she was hungry and had a headache. I felt so helpless that there was nothing I could do.  All I wanted to do was to relieve her pain. Our interpreter said I could go back to the tap-tap and get her some aspirins. I was thankful that we could help with her headache but there was nothing we could do for her hunger. It makes me think, you may not be able to help everyone but if you can help one, a difference you have made. I am thankful I was able to help her in one way, if I couldn’t help with both. It was touching to see her reaction when I asked her if she knew Jezi. She lifted her hands in praise and said “yes Jezi”. When it was time for me to leave, she kissed the back of my hand with thankfulness…we connected. Two strangers from two totally different cultures were able to help each other. I showed her the love of Jesus and she touched a place deep in my heart. I guess what drew me to her was that she was sitting all alone with nobody around her and how often I feel alone while everyone else is living life. Later that evening Jeff sang us a song called, I Trust In You, which also touched my heart because it talks about how we’re not alone, that we can trust in God’s promises that He’s always with us. Today, the elderly woman and I were both joined together by God’s loving presents. God was definitely with the both of us today. What a blessed day I’ll never forget.     

Kim Juska


Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Break My Heart For What Breaks Yours

Break our Hearts For What Breaks Yours

Day two of Healing Haiti

Today was full of love and heartache all in one.  This morning our team broke up between two different locations. Ten of us went to a home for sick and dying children, while the other 5-team members went to a home for children with disabilities.

I went to visit the home for sick and dying children. When we walked up to the gates of the house. The sight was heart wrenching before we even entered. First there were three mothers holding their infants whom were skin and bones.  9-month-old babies looked like 3-week-old babies. After walking through the entryway, we were directed to a room with infants. I had no idea what to expect. But to my dismay there were wall-to-wall cribs, walking into the room, I had to fight back tears. I thought how do I chose what baby to pick up, when half of them are crying just wanting to be held. I thought to myself God loves all of these children. So I too should love them all, and give them all the same attention. I took a minute gazing around the room at all 30 infants. When my gaze struck a crying baby girl, in a pastel pink dress and a diaper. I walked over to her crib and looked down at her with a smile. Before I even pick up this sweet baby girl, she smiled at me. I hadn’t even held her, try to make her laugh or tickle her to get to her smile. It was her pure joy knowing that someone was going to pick her up. Before I held her in my I began crying. Amazed by God’s creation, and feeling his love so strongly. This teeny tiny little girl who couldn’t hold up her own head, but had a permanent smile on her face, stole a piece of my heart in an instant. As I held her I saw true joy, which to me was amazing because a child who is sick & dying, let alone an orphan infant, smiles. Upon realizing that’s all they’ve ever known, I got it. I understood why they got so excited to see strangers, they knew they would be held and nurtured. One little boy was 3 years old, but couldn’t walk. Not because he had any sort of disability, but because no one had practiced with him. This same child I tried to get to play on the playgroup and push him on the swing. But he began to cry, reach for my neck, and pulled me close. I would rub his back and get him settled, then try to tickle him. But I soon found out all he wanted me to do was hold him tightly. When you think about infants in the states you think of most infants having stranger anxiety, in that they don’t want other people to hold them other then their parents. These children embrace the love and cuddles that strangers give. For they crave a loving embrace.
Before leaving I saw a little girl maybe 4yrs old, with downs syndrome. This beautiful girl captured my whole heart, and is one I won’t ever forget about. I swooped her up in my arms, and spun her in a circle. What happened next was the most amazing belly laugh, a whole body laugh. I sang songs like the wheels on the bus, itsy bitsy and I’m a little teapot. As a full time nanny & dance teacher back home singing these songs are part of my daily routine. But never have I gotten this reaction, lots ands lots of laughter. Either my singing was that bad, or I was just that funny, more likely the first. I then slowed it down and sang Jesus loves me. But this time instead of big belly laughs, this beautiful little girl grabbed my face, and stared into my eyes without a blink. It was so evident that God was with the two of us in that moment. It was a moment I felt she was impacting my life, more than I was impacting her life.  God is so good!!

I know this experience is one I know my team and I won’t ever forget.

John 14:18NIV
I will not leave you as orphans, I will come to you


~Taylor~
Day One – Travel and Settling in Day!

With a 3:30am airport arrival, getting organized with donation suitcases and team t-shirts, one 2-hour layover in Miami and 16 eager and tired people ready to serve, we have made it to Haiti!

Stepping off the airplane in Haiti, there were dozens of Haitian men offering to assist us with getting our luggage out to the Tap Tap (Haitian taxi, our transportation). We loaded the vehicle with our luggage, piled in and drove off on the rocky road to the Guest House. After dropping off our bags, we went across the street and found some neighborhood boys to show us around town.
Dickenson, who is an 18 year old in the community, gathered our team and some other local boys to walk us through the neighborhood. During this walk, we had the opportunity to talk with him and the other boys and learn about their lives. Dickenson has worked extremely hard to put himself through school and learn English. When a few of the team members encouraged him in his amazing English skills, he said “Really?! Now you are making me timid!” J He has been working so hard that he now has his own Etsy business! Some of the other boys are in school learning English, French and Spanish, all while living away from their families. In their spare time, they play soccer in the field next to our guest house. We all look forward to playing with them one of these days this week!
Also while on our walk, a little black goat decided to join our pack, walking with us the whole time! Along the streets, we saw a lot of men, women and children selling multiple goods. Each of the children were more than excited to grab one of our hands and walk along with us! The adults stood with somber faces but as soon as one of us would say “bonswa” or “bonjou”, their face would light up with the biggest smile and they would reply with an equal greeting.
After our walk, the team came back to the guest house and were greeted by Elisa, one of the directors, who went over the in’s and out’s of the property and the week. We then all came inside and had an amazing family style Haitian Spaghetti meal!
At the end of the night, we were able to sit as a team and describe the day in just one word. Here are the words each member used: grateful, shocking, emotional, peace, joyful, connection, filled, calming, pumped, excited, reunion, humbling, comfortable, and contrast. When we went around and said this word, we described our reasons for choosing those specific words for today. This experience was very enlightening because it gave us the opportunity to get to know each other better and to see where each person’s heart is at through this journey together.
Until tomorrow,

Rachael and Taylor