Author name: Gospel to Haiti

    “Good-morning!” It is Monday. After a couple days of rain, it is so exciting to see the sunshine. We feel like getting a lot done this week. It feels like a lot of things are on the burner. It feels exciting.     We have a list of about 50 hernia patients who […]

  After eight month of living in Haiti I will be leaving the 24th of Febuary. I have really enjoyed my time here and will greatly miss all my friends. This has been a wonderful and stretching time for me.    I don’t know if you all remember Wilfred…  He stayed in ourhospital for months

     Marcile and I look at each other. It is Friday morning. We have been up with a laboring mother for hours.       “I can’t do it anymore,” she declares.      “That’s why we kept telling you not to yell so loud for the last three days, Dear,” we reminded her. “Now you

​                                                                             It was Thursday  ​evening ​ when we got the call, the second lady in labor. T ​his would

A good day. I sighed as Rho and I walked together down to the clinic this morning.   Rho wondered aloud what it meant.   I laughed, “Oh, nothin’ really, I just don’t really feel like going to clinic today.”   She laughed too.  What else can you do? 🙂     When I’m actually

 We are basking in the joy of vacation. Of sitting around the table clasping our coffee mugs after breakfast, discussing life and its mysteries. There is no rush to go to work!!   Out come the scrub brushes, paintbrushes, brooms, mops, rags etc. The spiders flee for refuge against our energetic tearing thru their webbed homes.

    Merry Christmas!!!   Merry Christmas! We had a beautiful day for a party today. We threw our cultural qualms aside, and invited all of our clinic staff over for a Haitian/American meal. It was sunny and funny. We tried to sing a couple Christmas songs, and ended up relying quite a bit on

Last Saturday I had the opportunity to try out my recently purchased, old, large, Yamaha dirt bike on a “quick” run out the trail to Ti Goave. We had some lab results that needed picked up as well as a stool sample that needed taken in for testing for one of our patients. Before putting

-that’s what they say a picture is worth.  So I figure that by the time you’ve viewed all the pictures that I’m including in this post, you’ll have heard something like three thousand-five hundred words about our day.  Plus the minimal amount I intend to type in addition to that. Our consultation rooms stay full,

    There are certain things that break your heart. One is Kinsley. Partly because he’s angelicaly cute, and partly because he’s sick, but mostly because his mommy just walked off on him. Then, when Kinsley yells my name from beside the road, and runs into my arms like a little fuzz ball, nothing but