Friday was the team’s first full day in Haiti. We were rudely awakened by a rooster crowing at 2:45 a.m. Apparently he was confused about when daybreak occurs. Fortunately we were able to get a few hours more sleep after our wake up call. Breakfast was actually quite “American”; scrambled eggs, toast, jelly, bananas and fresh squeezed juice. I was particularly excited about the banana as I’d prepared myself for the absence of fruit or vegetables this week.
After breakfast we loaded up supplies for the treacherous drive to a retreat center. Traffic in Haiti is something you just have to expedience for yourself. I’m not even sure Nascar drivers would survive, but our Haitian driver was quite skilled and we arrived with all body parts intact.
We spent the remainder of Friday and all of Saturday hosting a conference for about 50 Haitian women. I was admittedly apprehensive. I don’t mingle well with women who speak English; add a foreign language to the mix well, it’s even more of a struggle. I have very çonflicting emotions about the weekend. I’m not sure my presence added any value. I did get an opportunity to share with the women part of my testimony and also some things I felt like the Lord had spoken just for them. I was honored to have that opportunity as I’ve prayed for the Lord to open doors for me to share how He saved my life.
Tomorrow we are off to spend some time at the orphanage. Loving on babies who have no mama is where I find contentment.