Author name: Gospel to Haiti

         Where do I start? My week has had a lot of ups and downs; hurts, joys, miracles and sorrows. Things I don’t know what to do with, but God does and that is what matters!  Monday morning dawned early with a knock at the gate around 5:30am…. A lady in labor. And it’s my […]

A warm hello from the mountains of Haiti! I am Sharon Swartzentruber, the newest member of the clinic team…(and still trying to figure out this blog thing). =) December 19thfound my plane landing in this beautiful country. December 20thwas the last day of clinic before the annual closure for cleaning and a short vacation….that day

Well I don’t even know where to start? Because this is my first blog….and there is so much I could write about!! But I guess I’ll just tell you a bit about someone I just recently met! His name is Herman, he is a moto Driver/Road boss…..beings that he often is a Forman on the

Greetings from the mountains of Haiti!!  Many of you may wonder if we still exist. We do even though we have been very quiet.  A little update on the past few weeks. We closed clinic December 20 and reopened January 9. It was wonderful to have a break from the daily clinic life and tackle

Hello everyone! It’s a great day to praise the Lord! I’m attempting to give you some snapshots from our week at the clinic. Only, this post is more than a week overdue (thanks to our poor internet service) so the pictures aren’t exactly ‘fresh off the press’. And, since I wasn’t overly inspired to write

Little faces, innocent eyes, each one grasps your heart. The cry of a newborn…. the heartbreak of a mother as she releases her little one to the arms of Jesus…the distressed cry of a child unable to breath…. the fear in a mother’s eyes as she tries to wake her lethargic child burning up with

Letters joined make words, And words to books may grow, As flake on flake, descending, Forms an avalanche of snow. A single utterance may good Or evil thoughts inspire; One little spark, enkindled, May set a town on fire. What volumes may be written With little drops of ink! How small a leak, unnoticed, A

Clinic is back in progress after Hurricane Matthew passed through over two weeks ago. We still see and hear the affects everyday. As the weeks go by, more and more stories come out. My heart broke as a young girl sat at my desk telling me about her mother and baby sister’s death during the

“A hurricane is coming! It’s name is Matthew!”. Such was the neighborhood talk leading up to the storm this week. Everyone wondered if the blans (whites) knew just how bad this one would be and just when it would arrive. Walking to clinic on Monday morning, we wondered what our day was going to be

“But, we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the power may be of God, and not of us… We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair… For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight