As I sit in this home that is not mine, but I have called home and "my house" for the past 17 days I can't help but dream about this becoming my home. It has rained poured almost everyday that I have been here, and nothing is more relaxing than sitting in a house without a TV, reading a good book, and listening to the rain through my always open windows. The only thing that would make it even more perfect would be Matt sitting next to me. I think a lot about the time that he will get to come here with me, I know it will be soon. My prayer is that he will fall in love with this place and it's people as much as I have. I don't know why this place has stolen my heart the way it has, but I will never be the same after setting food in this broken and beautiful place. This place has beauty and it has pain, just like every other place in the world. After being here so three weeks, I have felt 100% at home. I have not gotten homesick once, and I don't want to come home. There are people I want to see at home, but that is it. I pray for the moment I can be back here, and I even hope it will be longer than 3 weeks, and I hope Matt is with me. But, as we all know, it is not my choice. God may never intend on bringing me back here, and if that is His plan I need to trust it and obey, no matter how heart breaking. But, on the other hand he may have a place for Matt and I here in the future. No matter how much we want to know, the future is unknown, and being in such a laid back place (unlike America) it is true that the plans I have made for tomorrow could easily be changed, for several different reasons. We have to plan our days around when we will have power or internet, and many different factors. Nothing is guaranteed here, and as a very scheduled and structured person it is something that I have learned to live with and kind of like. Life here is different and no always easy, but the lives you get to see changed (including your own) is so worth it. The joy that is in Haiti, despite the conditions of the roads or the lack of personal belongings, they have something deeper. Something that as Americas we over look every day, because we are distracted by TV, IPhones, video games, work, school, or whatever vices you may have. You want to know what that something is?.....Jesus. They have Jesus 100%, because trusting in Him to provide and protect are the only guarantees at all of tomorrow. The sickness, and hunger, and poverty, and pain, and everything else they deal with on a normal basis cannot compare to the power of Jesus! And they know that, because they have seen it! How? Because when they have no money for doctors or food or shelter that have one thing...Jesus! And he comes through! But even if he doesn't heal or send food and it is their time to go, they go....HAPPY! Why? Because they know where they are going, and it is far better than anywhere! I think of Shadrach Meshach and Abednego, when they refused to bow down to the king they knew that one of two things would happen...one....God would save them OR two.....he wouldn't. But, it didn't matter because either way God would have the glory. He would either save them and He would be seen or he wouldn't and He would still be seen. Jesus is the way, the only way and if we would put down our vices for 10 minutes He would show us His way to the truth and the light.
Jezi se wout la (Jesus is the way)