I missed church one Sunday morning. It was the wrong one to miss! The sign up list for Haiti went public that Sunday and quickly was filled. However, I was there the next Sunday, signing up for the Ladies' Breakfast and hurriedly signed up for the trip.
Oct 26, 2010 was the day that I decided to follow the Lord's leading to go to Haiti. It's now Dec. 3, 2010. I am dying to get going on the trip... I am more excited daily.
There is a lot of hardship going on in Haiti right now. Still cleaning up from the natural disasters (earthquake, hurricane, floods), illnesses (cholera) and political strife (elections that may have been tainted). Haitians are people who are hurting right now and are in need of prayers.
A dear friend, Margot, sought me out at church one Sunday. She wanted me to know how Samartian's Purse is working down in Haiti right now and that one of her friends went down with that organization. My heart is on my sleeve, my love for Haiti is quite visible.
At my work, we are blessed with a Student Run Clinic. This is a medical clinic run by medical students of the global and public health interest group. A fabulous group of students who have a heart for the underserved, underpriviledged hurting souls. This past Nov. they held a Rich Man, Poor Man dinner, in support of the Bouly Clinic in Haiti. I wasn't asked to go.... my co-worked told me I was going. I had no clue it was about Haiti until she passed on the email the evening prior to the event. I have to admit that I wasn't into it, UNTIL the name HAITI came up.
For all who don't know- a Rich Man Poor Man's Dinner is a dinner where you may be served a rich man's dinner (three courses, served to you in person) or a poor man's dinner (communal dinner that is served 'family style' for you to seve yourself). There is a group of seven at a table, with one being the Rich Man. This is in correlation to the wealth in the world- only 1 in 7 worldwide is classified as being able to eat the way that us Canadians eat daily. Haitian food was the Poor Man's dinner- rice, beans, veggie stew and a sharp coleslaw. It looked yummy and very healthy. It was during my research afterward the dinner that I learned that it was lucky Haitians that enjoyed a meal like that... some eat 'Yellow Cookies' which is yellow dirt with animal fat and salt which is cooked together. My heart breaks when I think of that.
At the dinner there was a bit of a program- leaning about the Bouly Clinic and how the money raised that night would be used. followed by a key note speaker who was woring at the clinic and the amazing work that he does there, and the night ended with a Haitian dancer. My heart was renewed and my vision focused on Haiti after a night like that.
My twitter account is now full of reporters working in Haiti, medical teams working in Haiti and a brave soul from Haiti that tweets about what is going on. All of these tweets, once investigated by simple research for vaildity, become my prayer requests.
At the present moment, there are 83 days until I leave for Haiti.
Hurry up and wait.
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