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This is my Haiti story. What happened there has been the catalyst for a lot of positive changes in my life and I’m eager to share the wonder of it all with you. So that you can walk through it alongside me, I’ve set these posts in the order in which they happened.

This story is all about possibilities when we step in courage toward the uncertain and embrace Life. I hope what unfolded awes you as it has me.

Picture Haiti

There are a few things I don’t believe I can ever do well, despite how fiercely I may try. Credibly describing the apocalyptic destruction here is beyond my capability. Like anyone with CNN, I had seen the images of Haiti’s destroyed presidential palace. On my 50-inch plasma screen at home, it seemed very shocking and […]

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Here am I, Lord

Oh sure, I’m no dummy. I know that sounds either crazy or presumptuous: “God woke me up and spoke to me.” I get that. Seriously, I do. But, just as I decided to listen to the fierce urge I felt to go to Haiti, despite that seeming plenty wacky, I’m choosing to risk you thinking […]

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Beyond a Hard-Knock Life

There is nothing that can prepare you for a third-world orphanage. The flies. The listless eyes. The snotty noses and chins. The swollen, vacant bellies. And that’s just the adults. OK, not all of them. Miss Eveline, the director at Notre Dame Orphanage in Carrefour was tired but appeared healthy. But, for most of the […]

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Teamwork and Tents

There are many things for which I’m grateful while in Haiti.I’m thankful to believe in a loving God, despite all I see. He continues to produce miracles before us each day. Ask me how and I’ll be happy to share. I’m relieved that I have another world into which I can again step tomorrow, where […]

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Remembering Haiti

Every day, I think of the people we met in Haiti. I think of the rain and the misery that follows. I think of the mosquitoes and the thousands who don’t have DEET. I think of Markenley Edouard and wonder if he’s safe and fed and dry and loved. I think of Mirdrede and her […]

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