Haiti Mission Team
We loaded our arms with work tools and equipment, cooling rags, and treated water and made our way down the stairs, across the hospital lobby, through a passage way and out to the courtyard where we would occasionally see a woman preparing a meal in a makeshift outdoor kitchen, or an occasional rat scurrying across the yard. My thoughts were already focused on the day’s tasks. How long would it take to sand each board? Paint each desk? And how many of them did we have to complete this day?
Our progress was stopped before we even made it across the courtyard. The gate was locked. We groaned. And laughed. And groaned some more, eager to begin work and impatient with this
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As I stood in the doorway of the Chapelle St-Luc outside of Ste. Croix Hopitale in Leogane, Haiti, I felt myself break out in goose bumps. Here is a place so far from home in a place so different, yet so familiar. I wondered about the people who might come here for solace and healing prayer. Patients from the eye clinic, parents of a sick child, those who had just lost a loved one or received a difficult diagnosis. I later learned that this place was often used to conduct public health education workshops on important topics like clean water and sanitation.
remembered our prayer from just a few minutes earlier:
O morning Song of Love, heal the unseeing parts of our lives. Lead us to our awakening places. Open the doors of our hearts, the windows of our souls, and the walls of our minds.
Merci, Jesus. Merci