We were blessed to stay at the Life Connection Mission House in Montrouis, which is about an hour and a half drive north of Port-au-Prince up the coast. Having spent most of my time in Port-au-Prince, I was so excited to go outside the big city and experience different aspects of Haitian life, culture, and worship.
Our beautiful sunset, God blessed us with every day. |
Sunday was a hard day for me because I missed the my kids at CLS and found in really hard not being there. However, that afternoon, a sweet girl named Edlan came home with us from church. I cannot even describe the impact this one little girl had on our entire group. She did not speak English and we don't speak Creole, but some how we were able to communicate and bond with each other. We were able to load her up with LOTS AND LOTS of goodies. As a matter of fact, I think of all the stuff we had to sort through for the upcoming week, she got like one of everything. :) I ate dinner with Edlan and God used this one little Haitian girl to show me that life goes on at CLS without me and that there are thousands of Edlans in Haiti and that there is always work to be done. My ministry in Haiti does not stop in Port-au-Prince. This is totally random, but she did something that tickled me during dinner. She filled her tray slam full that night at dinner and anything she didn't like or want, she just threw it onto my plate. I'm not sure if she was just being generous or she just didn't like it. But it made me smile either way.
On Monday, we traveled north to a village called L'Artibonite. This village has a large amount of voodoo followers, but Christ is strong there than the voodoo! We visited with a group of believers that hold church services I guess you could say in the back part of a person's house. Thankfully, God blessed or group with the finances to be able to begin construction of a church for this group of believers in this community. The time of worship we experienced was intense. I had never been around anything like this. It was such a blessing even though I had no idea what was going on half the time.
Worshiping in L'Artibonite. Words can't describe it. You just had to be there. |