…for another blog post!  Sometimes we have a hard time finding something interesting to blog about.  Sometimes we have lots to blog, but we get so busy with everything happening that we just don’t have time to blog anything.  And then sometimes we have something to blog and the time to blog it, but really bad internet connection.  […]

         It was a busy day, and I kept passing Whitney in the hall, as she sailed around, checking on her patients, and bandaging the burn boy. Have you met him yet?     We love him. His name is Jean Franz, and, in spite of the pain of a very serious burn,

…blessed  be the name of the Lord!   That verse has been on my mind the past few days, seeing the miracle of new life beginning, and the finality of life on earth ending.Monday morning we heard there was a mother in labor on her way to the clinic.    Rho ran down to the clinic to prepare for

     “Katie, what is wrong?” I looked hard at Katie writhing on the bed, and thought I heard her sniffing.    “I don’t know,” she moaned. And she kept moaning. And moaning. Then she started to gasp and sat up straight on the edge of the bed.    Since she had just showed me

     “Good-morning, world! It’s Christmas!” Some of us needed to drink a cup or two of coffee before we could actually feel the holiday spirit, but after that we had such a happy day. Throughout the day we checked up on our patients at the clinic.   One little boy had come with a prolapsed

Today I walked in the clinic gate and gasped when I saw an enormous face…all swollen with a serious abscess.   It protruded out of the side of his face like a tumor.  It was huge! The man looked dirty and scary.  I drew a deep breath and started getting supplies together. Iodine.  Peroxide.  Applicators. 

     I want to introduce you to some more of our visitors. They are the very inspiring type….Grin!  Brother Darwin and his wife Eunice were here for about a week, and just left today. We are glad that not everyone is leaving at once, for sure. Some of the staff went out to shop

     It is Saturday. It has been a lovely week, with a lot of sunshine. But there have been tears, too. Little Samuel’s mother returned from town and stopped in to say hi to us. We won’t need to worry about his club feet any more. He is safe in Jesus’ arms. And, Jid,

…that’s Little People!   I love having them around! Yesterday we had a young mother come to the clinic in labor with her first child.   She said she was from Port-au-Prince and came to have her baby here!  Well, we were surprised she came all the way here for that, but very happy to have her.  She

     “Katie or Rhoda do you have a copy?” It was the radio, blaring into our Thursday morning appointments and check-ups.     “I have a copy,” Katie called.     It was Nate. “We have a baby who came for the milk program that we would like you to check out,” he said.    That