Meeting Jesus in HAITI

Juan, Zelia and her daughter
I met Jesus in a tent city outside Port Au Prince, Haiti- in the face of a young mother named Zelia and her baby. Our mission team installed a new tarp for her roof. (see video of her home at bottom) She cried as we prayed over her family.

River, Donal and Juan
I met Jesus in an orphanage where the children were thin and sickly. In the disfigured face of Donal, a 10 year old victim of the earthquake. He loved playing he Hokey Pokey with us. Both of these faces had smiles on them in the midst of crippling poverty.

As I was drenched by the edges of Hurricane Sandy and found myself coated in ants and mud during a work project, I had a smile on my face too. Several days later I melted in 90 degree heat as we put up a fence, a 3-story sign and painted a building all in one day. Even then I smiled.

Completing new “home” for two families

The Relief Bus team I went with was hard working and hilarious. Even when our flight was delayed for three days, they hung in there and created a whole new tent out of branches and tarps to house two families. They made children in tent city laugh as they performed skits and songs they wrote in Creole.

The streets of Port Au Prince are packed with makeshift taxis called tap taps, UN vehicles, and motorcycles many times carrying three people. Everywhere people are selling fruit, art, tools, phone calls, you name it. Each person we greeted with a “Bon jour”, smiled big as they called back to us.

Examining young orphan girl in pain due to toothache

One of the young girls in an orphanage was in bed for the past two weeks due to a terrible toothache. The team all pitched in out of their meager funds to have the tooth fixed. On The Relief Bus we always say that the most important person is the one right in front of us. Haiti was no different.

Sweet Haitian orphan girl, River and I

Did we make a difference in Haiti? Maybe a little, but I do know that Haiti definitely made a difference in us. Jesus is alive and well in Haiti. He hears the cry of the oppressed and extends his right hand to love and heal them. Even in a shack in tent city, I heard the sounds of Jesus being praised. In a tiny school in tent city, I saw many little hands raised to choose Jesus. He hasn’t forgotten them.

Thanks to everyone who gave so that we could serve the poor, the homeless and the orphans of Haiti. We are forever changed and because of you, we let our lights shine in a place desperate for hope and the love of Jesus.

Here is a hilarious video of a motorcycle ride I took with Assistant Outreach Director, Lance Farrell. Don’t try this at home kids:

This video is of Zelia’s family’s house:

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