Hello to everyone reading this. Wow, what a crazy week we’ve just had. Last Sunday tropical storm Laura hit us. It rained Sunday morning harder than I’ve ever seen in my life. All three of our houses on the compound got water in them. Us guys house was the worst. We had water pouring in […]
Words don’t always come, so pictures will have to speak. Here is some of the moments that blessed me over the past couple months. While a soft rain was falling, and the sun rising; the roosters, and every morning creature, were filling the background air with their songs of praise. It all made me stop
The tears silently slid down my heart, as a lifeless little body slid into my hands. “God please”, was the prayer that echoed quietly from my lips, as I unwrapped the tight cord three times around his neck. Surveying the little one, I simply saw no trace of life, which them prompted my next move,
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“He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds. He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names. Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.”
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05/11/20 It was great being back at clinic today. Last week we took off Thursday and Friday to go on a little beach outing with Derek and Lori before they leave. There was a funeral in T-Goave that we went to on Saturday then I stayed the night in T-Goave and came
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Haiti… the Country I left five years ago, the country I fell in love with… I’m back! I left Haiti in 2015 not knowing where God would lead me. After going
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I close my eyes and I see tiny orange-haired-big-smiled children.I fall asleep and I dream about that late-night-adrenaline-pumping emergency run. I day-dream of eating a gallon of chocolate ice cream, right out of the bucket (because ice cream fixes everything, right?), and then, on furlough have the opportunity to actually do this, I hop out
In comes another pregnant lady with complications, head injurys or some for sickness we can’t treat and needs to be sent off to town, so we bump out the trail one more time, some days feeling quite worn out and like we can’t go on any longer and then getting called down to clinic
It’s the beautiful…and the ugly. The first newborn cry…and holding the hand of the dying elderly. The miracles…and the willingness to accept death and the fact that medicine can’t always prevent it. It’s swinging and playing games with the neighbor kids…and giving the malnourished kid with negligent parents some life saving plummy-nut. It’s cuddling and
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