Haiti, Take (3)

{Finally} 

The time has finally come and I get to return to Haiti for my third trip to Jacmel with Restore Haiti. 

I'm SO happy! 

I'm guessing, when you think of Haiti, being happy isn't the first thing that comes to mind. Well, I get that. Actually in the last 3 years since the Earthquake, a lot has happened, and most people aren't even thinking about Haiti. We've had countless disasters here in the good ole USA. We've had a recession, we've had unfathomable violence, and a country polarized by Abortion, Gun Control, Legalized Marjuana, Marriage "Equality" and every other thing you could possibly think of.

 Haiti, the poorest country in the Western Hemisphere, surely has fallen to the bottom of the list of American's priorities. I get it, I do.

 But then - I see this face. Artie. The sweetest boy you ever could meet. Speaks no English and is still so loving and happy. He doesn't have a house to live in, and sometimes has no food, but he's loving beyond measure and I realize, Artie, is why we have to remember!

 What do we remember? Kids, families, a community in repair. Changing a nation one young man, and one young woman at a time. People who are being trained, learning to work and earn their living. Learning to value family, marriage, their Children, and God.

 Restore Haiti first hit the ground in 2005. A young man named Philip Peters became friends with a young Pastor, and together, they formed a bond that has served hundreds of Haitians, hundreds of Americans, is supported by dozens of churches, and ensures that kids like Artie - get fed every day. Get to go to school.

 Have their physical needs met.

And their Heart Needs met.  

And I am grateful. Sometimes I help send. Sometimes I help feed. Sometimes I help love.

But this time? I get to go. And if you want to help me - you can. Every penny helps - the link in the right hand side gets me there. Won't you help me go?

Then you can be one who says
"I helped send. I helped Feed. I helped Love"