The Lord Provides.

The Lord provides. I can't tell you how many times I said this phrase during the past week and half. We serve such an incredible God, who is able to meet all of our needs and do so in ways that we cannot even begin to understand or comprehend (Ephesians 3:20). 

It all started last Friday, the hours before we were scheduled to fly to Haiti. We get a text from Pastor Steve saying that our flights have been cancelled and to pray. This was already after we had debated even going on the trip because of the civil unrest that had been going on in the country. However, it had seemed that the Lord had provided, in numerous ways, for us to go. So needless to say, this came as a curveball to us all. My immediate thoughts and prayers were, "Lord, if this is you slamming the door close on us going, please let us humbly accept that. Give us the discernment to make a wise choice that is not our seeking to please our selfish desires." Within hours, the Lord provided. We got another text saying that we were able to get new flights and to report to the church a couple hours later than originally scheduled. Come to find out, these new flights were cheaper, left later in the morning (meaning more sleep, praise the Lord), and would get us to Haiti at the same time. We were also refunded in full for the flights that were canceled! Wow, God! Thank you for making it clear that You still wanted us to go to Haiti! It was almost like he was rewarding us for our faith and for seeking to be his hands and feet in Haiti (Hebrews 11:6). This was just the beginning of the Lord's provision. 

Throughout the week, the Lord provided for us more times than I can count. He was (and is) so, so good to us. I would have to write a book in order to tell you about everything that he did, so I will just tell you about a couple that really touched my heart. After we all made it safely to Pignon, along with all of our luggage and supplies (the Lord provided), we were able to get to work on Sunday after church. Initially, we were planning on only having to demo the roof of the church in Savanette, as well as one or two walls. However, as is custom in Haiti, plans changed. After that first demo day, we learned that the church now wanted to have all of the interior walls knocked down as well. This meant demoing seven to eight concrete block walls, along with a two-foot tall stage/platform area. Again, after the first couple days now, I was thinking, "No way. No way can we get all of this done. We have to take down all these walls AND get the new roof on? Not happening." I should really stop doubting God and the plans that he has. These thoughts that I was having were really, honestly probably true. WE couldn't do all of that, not by ourselves and in our own strength at least. But again, the Lord provides. We had some of the best Haitian workers working with us this year that we have ever had. We hired seven Haitians to work alongside of us for the first three days. After that, we kept four of them on the work site to help us the following couple days. I have always seen good work ethic in the Haitians that we work alongside, but this year, I witnessed them work harder than ever. The Lord provided us with the manpower, energy, strength, and tools we needed to get the job done. Not only that, but He provided us with safety while on the worksite. Even with all of the demolition going on at one time, no one got hit with flying debris or anything of the sort. He kept us safe on all of the ladders we used and all the boards we sat on and walked on putting the roof up. He gave us strength to raise the tresses without any hitches. He gave us energy to work long days in the beautiful, hot, and sunny Haitian weather. The Lord provided. 

On the medical side of things, the Lord also provided. For the first time ever, we had a surgeon come on the trip with us. He was able to make some good connections at the hospital in Pignon early in the week. On Thursday, they did not take as many people with them to the medical clinic as they usually did. That left them with a couple extra seats in the pickup on the way home. So, for the first time ever, the team decided to take a couple women back with them from the clinic, to the hospital for an x-ray for one and eye drops for the other. The Lord provided those extra seats and the connections that had been made earlier in the week. While at the hospital, the x-ray took hours longer than expected, but guess what, that was the Lord providing because as they were finally about to leave, they heard some commotion in the courtyard. Two motos had collided head on, each with three passengers on board. One man had already died and they were pulling the others out of the back of this pickup truck. Immediately, those medical professionals that were there from our team jumped into action to help in any way they could. After multiple hours, they had helped saved the life of one of the young man and had stitched up multiple head lacerations on the others. Although this was very traumatic and emotionally straining, it was still the Lord providing. 

Now, as I am writing this, I am sitting in the hospital with the love of my life. I would be lying to you if I said that it was easy for me to believe that the Lord will provide for this situation. I know that sounds foolish, right? After everything that He has done for us this past week, why would He not provide through this now? He cares for the birds of the air and the flowers of the field, how much more does he care for his children (Luke 6)? Now hear me out, I know that He is going to provide, but I have to choose to believe that. I have to consciously make that choice to have faith in His promises, to have faith in His goodness, to have faith in His planning, His timing, and His purpose. I believe that He will provide. I have to look past the current situation, the pain that Miranda is in, the tears that are being shed because there doesn't seem to be much that brings relief, and the discouragement of not knowing what is wrong. I have to look past that and believe that God sees the big picture, not just the snapshot of now. I have to remind myself that the Lord will provide. I know this, I believe this, but God also has his own way of reminding me. 

I have seen God reminding me that He will provide (because He always provides) in one very specific way while here. On Tuesday, Miranda came into the ER and after a few hours, the medical staff here thought best to admit her for the night. Originally, she was going to be in room 302. However, as they were taking her up, we were told it had been changed to 316. Now, you can't tell me that God doesn't have a sense of humor because who else would just change her room number to 316? In case you aren't aware or are missing the connection, 316 is a reference to the Lord providing. In fact, it's in reference to the Lord's ultimate provision, His provision for us for eternity. 

"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16

I couldn't help but to be reminded of this every time I walked into this room. It was a constant reminder that God has already provided for us for all of eternity, not just in this life! Those who believe in Him will have eternal life! No death, no life, no angels, no demons, no sickness, nothing on this earth can separate us from His love (Romans 8:38-39). Needless to say, it was a gracious reminder from the Lord that He will provide. Always. Forever. No matter what. Trust in Him. Trust in His promises. The Lord provides. 

Update: Guess what y'all? The Lord provides. We now have answers as to what has been causing all of the pain! Miranda has some tiny ulcers in her stomach, but the main source of her pain is coming from an ulcer that has formed a ring in the lining of her esophagus. Now, the doctors have a more targeted approach to combatting the pain and discomfort. After four long days and three long nights, we should finally be taking her back home tomorrow afternoon! Thank you all for your prayers, love and words of encouragement! 

 

Moto Mania.

Today we went further out to a few churches. I drove myself and Elisee rode with Pastor Matey. After the first church, we picked up a guy to take us to the second church, so Elisee rode with me. We drove through a little market and I didn’t hit anyone or anything (I did have a close encounter with a pig though). Overall, I would say I did pretty well navigating the rocky terrain and going up and down hills. After the second church, we drove a little ways and then stopped. Matey said that we need to leave my moto at this random lady’s house because it was dangerous going down the mountain. So we went three deep down a steep and curvy mountain. Let me tell you, the view was gorgeous! If we weren’t riding three deep, I definitely would have tried to take some pictures. Green, rolling hills with a river flowing through them. Li bel anpil (it’s very beautiful)! We got down to the church and were greeted by the sweetest children and family. Upon entering the church, it was evident that they lived inside of it. They quite literally lived in the Lord’s house. It also appeared that they lived off the land. As we were waiting for the pastor to arrive, they were picking mangos, shelling peanuts, and had some kind of bean drying in the sun. While we were sitting out in the shade waiting, the sweet boy climbed into what I was told was an orange tree, but it looked more like a like tree to me, that is if limes even grow on trees. Anyways, next thing you know, fruit is falling from the tree and the boy is just up there singing and swinging around on the limbs and branches. I’m going to take a wild guess and say he has done this before. After our interview with the pastor, we headed back up the mountain and stopped to get my moto. I paid the lady a little bit of money and we were back on our way. We made it back to Jephthe’s with no problems or accidents. 

I have enjoyed these past couple days so much and really feel like the work I am doing will serve a great purpose. As I meet all these pastors and see their churches, I can’t help but think how great their reward will be in heaven. I also can’t help but think about how blessed we are back home. Our churches have walls, a roof, seating, electric, musical instruments, microphones, A/C and heating, etc... I wonder how the answers would compare if I asked the same questions back home, like, “What’s your vision for this church?” and, “What are your needs as a church?” 

I’m thankful that God has blessed us abundantly. I’m grateful that he has. My prayer is quickly becoming that I do not take it all for granted. That I am a good steward of the blessings bestowed upon me. I pray that God continues to soften my heart for these people and their churches. That I continue to learn what dedication and faithfulness to Christ looks like. That I continue to learn that the church is more than just a building. Would I go to church if I didn’t have a seat, a comfortable climate, and a good worship band? Would I faithfully devote my life to Christ if I had next to nothing? 

These are some of the thoughts and questions that are rattling around in my head as I am rattling around on a moto. I hope that my thoughts and my questions can help you examine your own life and relationship with Christ. 

I ask that you continue to pray for health and safety as I spend my time down here. Also, I ask that you pray for Elisee and the rest of the orphans in Cap as they mourn the loss of their brother, Wilguens. For those who don’t know, Wilguens succumbed to his battle with cancer on Sunday night. He was only 16 years old. He was one of the boys our youth group supported for quite some time. We will be going to Cap this weekend to attend his wake and funeral. Finally, I ask that you would pray that God would continue to teach me, mold me, challenge me, and help me to grow and mature in my faith and relationship with him. 

Today Was A Good Day.

Today was a good day. It started off with devotions, digging into Paul’s letter to the church in Colossae. Then came breakfast. I put some apple butter and black raspberry jam that I brought from home on my bread and boy was it good. I did a little work out after that and then got showered up. I met up with Jephthe and Wilguens after that. Jephthe and I talked about the plans to put a roof on the medical clinic (good luck to the team that has to do that because the tresses are going to be like 33ft long). It was now time for the moment I had been praying about before I left and since I have been here. It was time to learn how to drive the moto. Wilguens, Abdel and I went to big open soccer field behind Caleb’s restaurant. I would like to say that I was a natural and got it going on my first try... but I would be lying. After about 10 minutes of Wilguens and Abdel patiently telling me, “slowly, slowly,” I finally got the timing of the clutch and the accelerator. After that it really was a breeze. (Sorry, Mom, if I buy a motorcycle after I get home). After a while of me driving around in circles around the field (yes, Mom, I was wearing my helmet), we went into the restaurant for lunch. I got a fruit smoothie and pizza, more taste from home. I also flavored my water today with sweet tea, so I was really feeling like I was back home (beside being the only white person and constantly sweating). Later on we went back to the field to make sure I had not forgotten everything I learned earlier… I didn’t. We came home for dinner and I was so excited because I saw chocolate pudding! I didn’t think today could get any better, but it just did! I grabbed my spoon and took a big bite... and it wasn’t chocolate pudding. It was black beans to go over my rice. (For those wondering how I could confuse the two, keep in mind the power was out so it was already dark and the beans were still covered in their sauce. Honest mistake, really). Aside from that, today was still a good day.

I’m so thankful for all of you who have continuously prayed for me while I am here! If you want to pray for specifics, here are my current requests. 

1. That I don’t wreck the moto. 
2. That I continue to feel healthy. 
3. That I stop being so sweet and the mosquitos stop biting me. 
4. That I can adequately teach English to Wilguens, Daniel, and Wilguens’ friends.