Jan 12, was the two year anniversary of the earthquake that devastated Haiti. It killed an estimated 300,000 people and made millions homeless. Little has been done to fix the damage that was caused that day. The National Palace is still in ruins. Tent cities still consume every extra inch of space inside Port Au Prince. Help from the government is nonexistent and the aid money that was promised never arrived. Last Thursday school was cancelled and everyone in the village gathered in our church to fast and pray. We prayed for the souls that were lost that day and for the families that remained. I silently prayed that my Haitian friends would trust God and stop living in fear. Many people are still terrified it’s going to happen again. In fact, the following Friday only ten kids showed up for school because they were convinced an earthquake was going to hit again around the same time as before. Nothing happened. I played color bingo with the children that did come and then I sent them home early. You would think a free meal would be an incentive to come, but I guess fear can be even more powerful than hunger.
Yesterday a mission’s team from Illinois came to stay with us for a few days. One of the girls plays violin and she played for us during our church service last night. One thing I love about being a missionary is how much I notice and appreciate things while I’m here. I’ve probably heard the sound of a violin being played a thousand times in my life, but nothing compared to the sound of it last night. I’m living in a country full of poverty, disease, and idol worshipping but hearing that violin being played took it all away for a moment. It sounded so clean. It was truly a blessing. I know the Haitian people thought so too. Even the children were awestruck by it. Anything that can keep my kids attention for more than two minutes is obviously a gift from God; not to mention a miracle….lol
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