Showing posts with label House of Abraham. Show all posts
Showing posts with label House of Abraham. Show all posts

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Exciting Photos from Haiti

This first-time Saturday post is the result of some exciting new photos from Haiti, courtesy of Dusty Cooper. The new House of Abraham needs about $2,000 more to complete this first phase. Enjoy the photos. 











I will post more updates as I get them. Thanks for reading. 

4theVoiceless,
Al

Friday, June 14, 2013

Friday Little Bits: Around the World in 3 Minutes

4theVoiceless is spanning the globe today in four quick updates:

Orphan Sunday


Orphan Sunday is the first Sunday in November each year, November 3 this year.  This is a time for churches worldwide to focus on some aspect of orphan care in response to the consistent commands of God in His Word to care for orphans.  Orphan Sunday originated in a small church in Zambia, Africa,  and has grown exponentially in the years afterward.

I am one of a couple of the Christian Alliance for Orphans' (CAFO) Orphan Sunday coordinators in Mississippi.  The coordinators were introduced to some of the resources that we have available for this year at the Summit conference in Nashville last month, and more resources are being made available as we move closer to November.  If you would like any information about Orphan Sunday for your church (no matter the denomination), please contact me; you do not have to have a full-fledged orphan care ministry to do something for Orphan Sunday.

Click here to read how I spent an unforgettable Orphan Sunday in 2012.

House of Abraham


One of the new HoA bedrooms as I last saw it in March.
I communicated back and forth with Fenel last week, and they are about a week now from moving out of the current home of House of Abraham.  The new house is not completely ready, but he is trying to get a couple of the rooms completed and the security wall finished so that move-in can begin.  Please make it a matter of prayer over the coming days that the new house will be prepared (enough) and that the transition from the old house would go smoothly.

And speaking of Haiti . . .

These kids would love to meet you or see you again!

Haiti 2014


Colonial Hills Church will be headed back to Jacmel, Haiti, to serve the House of Abraham and various other discipleship programs in early 2014.  The dates are either February 7-14 or 8-15, depending on the cost of airline tickets.  This team will be limited to a maximum of 24 people.  We will be planning a meeting on both CHC campuses in the next couple of months to give you more information on this mission trip, but if you are interested in being part of this team, contact me and I will get your name on the list of those who have already let me know they wanted to go.   If you do not attend CHC but would like to go on the trip with us, you can contact me, as well.

And finally . . .


Jamaica 2013


   
A past "little blue house" dedication.
The CHC Jamaica team leaves tomorrow morning.  There are 33 from our church who will meet up with 16 more from Fairview Baptist Church in Sherman, Texas, to build four houses as a continuing part of our "Little Blue House Project" and to also serve at the deaf school there.  This is where two of our teams built a playground last year.  Pray for our team as they build houses and relationships in Jamaica this week.

Jeff Witt & a child from the deaf school.




Check out the CHC Missions Facebook page to know how to pray for the team and also for updates throughout the trip.






 There you have it: Africa, Nashville, Haiti, Mississippi, Texas, and Jamaica -- around at least a considerable part of the world in three minutes or so.  Thanks for reading.

4theVoiceless,
Al

Friday, May 24, 2013

Making the Most of Moore and Newtown

The News You Never Want to Hear


The meetings for this past Monday at our Colonial Hills Church staff advance were drawing to close when we first learned of the deadly tornadoes in Oklahoma that had happened earlier in the day.  After making sure my sister and her family, -- who live in Broken Arrow -- were okay, I began to watch the news about the devastation of this storm.  News that included injuries to one of our church member's parents, injuries that they would survive.  News of damage that resembled a war zone.  And news of the numbers of children in the Oklahoma City suburb of Moore among the casualties.

Normally, the focus of the 4theVoiceless blog is children who have lost or been separated from their parents, but as the funerals have now begun for the children killed in the Oklahoma tornado, I felt compelled to write as a parent today.  A parent grieving with those who will bury their children over the next few days.  A parent who grieved with the parents in Newtown, Connecticut, late last year as they buried their children.

I have walked through the steps of grief with some good friends who lost their 10-year-old son almost a decade ago in an automobile accident.  The Lord was so gracious to them as they steadfastly placed their hope and trust in Him, even amidst their enormous grief.  I know that in Newtown, Connecticut, and in Moore, Oklahoma, you can multiply my friends' grief many times over, and that is an overwhelming thought to me.  I pray for their ability to trust in the Lord, even as the world as they know it has changed forever. 

Newtown and Moore have caused me to reflect on my own children and how grateful I am to still have them with us.  Having dedicated them to the Lord when they were all very young, I am aware that they belong to Him and that Loretta and I are caretakers of His children.  God will take them on His timing, just as He will us.  I hope that that time comes long after we are gone, but, as we have seen with the tragedies in Connecticut and Oklahoma, we have no such guarantees.

Celebrating My Children


I can't imagine life without any of my own children.  I'm so proud of them, for who they are and what they are doing to make a difference in this world. 

Ashton is in Russia right now, loving on orphans alongside Russian college students.  You can read more about that trip in "To Russia With . . . Hesitation?

In the photo to the right, she is holding a mouse (or rat, depending on whom you ask) that one of the kids in one of the orphanages had as a pet.  The girl then took the mouse back and put it on Ashton's head.  Ugghhhh!

I am very grateful for the young woman of integrity (amidst the goofiness) that she is and for how she is making a difference in the world . . . right now.


Garrett is finishing up his first year at Lewisburg High School after homeschooling for his first 9 years of school.  I think it was a courageous move on his part.  He has made good grades and found his place on the baseball team.  Though his freshman team's season ended several weeks ago, he gets to be a part of the varsity team that plays for a state championship tomorrow.  He knows the value of simply being a part of the team.  From all accounts he has made a positive impact on his school, and I am very proud of who he is.  He heads to FCA camp next week, and I eagerly anticipate how the Lord will use that in his life and in the lives of others.

Drew is having a blast during Garrett's baseball season, running around and playing with his friends Robinson and Tate (other little brothers of guys on the team).  I have thoroughly enjoyed all the trips to games and the father-son time that he and I have enjoyed over the last few months. 

Drew has recently committed to go on our church's mission trip to Haiti next February, trusting God more than his bank account to provide the necessary funds.  (For those of you who don't know Drew, he's 10 and without a viable job to pay for such a trip; God has already given him a glimpse of His provision for this trip!)  The kids at the House of Abraham are going to love him, and they have the most potential of actually wearing him out -- though I will believe that when I see it!  I love Drew's relentless energy (though, admittedly, it drives me crazy sometimes) and look forward to seeing it used for God's glory in Haiti and other places.

Celebrating Your Children


If you are reading this post today and you have children, I beg you to take time to celebrate them for who they are (not so much for what they have done) and make the most of every moment you have with them.  Use the disaster in Oklahoma and the tragedy in Connecticut to break the ice and say the things that you need to say to your kids.  We are not promised tomorrow with them.  Simply, make the most of today.

Thanks for reading. 

4theVoiceless,
Al



Thursday, April 18, 2013

Orphan Run Mississippi: The Essentials


The purpose of the Orphan Run Mississippi 5K race is to build houses for orphans in Mabaale, Uganda.  Each runner's bib will have the name of one of orphans on whose behalf he/she will be running.

Saturday, April 20, 2013
2 DAYS AWAY!!!

Predicted Weather at Race Time:
46 degrees and sunny
(After running the course on Tuesday in heat and humidity, I much prefer a little chilly!)

Packet pickup and registration begins at 7:00.  You can still sign up before the race here.

Runners who registered online by the deadline will be guaranteed a race T-shirt.  If you signed up late or are going to register on the day of the race, come early to get a shirt; supplies are limited! 

5K Race begins at 8:00.
1 Mile Run begins at 8:30.

Run begins and ends at Longview Point Baptist Church, 1100 McIngvale Road (corner of McIngvale and Byhalia) in Hernando, Mississippi.



Want more?


Watch the Orphan Run MS video

Read 4theVoiceless posts "And Suddenly...Orphan Run MS" , "Prepping to Run for Orphans", and "Orphan Run Mississippi: A Personal Best, Half a House, and You"

Click here for The Latest Updates

Come See Us


4theVoiceless is one of the race sponsors and will have a table set up at the race.  We will have special race-day pricing on our Flavors of Forever Families adoption cookbooks (to assist families through the adoption process):
     1 book - $10
     2 books - $17
     3 books - $20
     ($5 for each additional book)

All of our paracord bracelets and paper bead jewelry will also be greatly reduced for the Orphan Run.  Proceeds from these sales will benefit the construction of the House of Abraham children's home in Jacmel, Haiti.


I'm looking forward to seeing many of you at the race on Saturday.

Thanks for reading.

4theVoiceless,
Al



Tuesday, April 16, 2013

"Thoughts" for Boston, Hope for the World

Evidence of the Fall


I have a friend who has a goal to one day run the Boston Marathon.  His day was not yesterday, but my thoughts immediately went to him when I heard the news of the explosions.  Because my friend is a dad and a father, a son, a brother.  I doubt if many of those who were killed or injured yesterday were truly alone in this world; they were husbands, wives, fathers, mothers, sons, daughters, grandfathers, granddaughters, uncles, aunts, nephews, nieces, cousins, friends.  People’s hearts are broken today over deaths and injuries to real people, people they know and love, not just the numbers about which we are hearing and reading.  Evidence of the fall.

Yesterday was a heavy day for me as I watched the events of the day unfolding.  The talking heads on the network I turned to seemed almost giddy from the increasing numbers of injured and dead.  Having become more and more incensed with the so-called “mainstream media” over the lack of coverage of the horrendous Kermit Gosnell story, I felt this perceived glee as an angry knot in the pit of my stomach.  I know mine is an overreaction, but consider that I live in the Mid-South, where reporters move in order to be able to cover more violent crime; we get this every night we choose to turn on the news.  Evidence of the fall.

I have been regularly blogging about the needs of orphans around the world for almost a year now.  When I heard the news from Boston yesterday, I couldn’t help but think about the areas of the world where explosions like this that take place regularly.  Where fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters, children are killed.  Where children become orphans.  Real people for whom very few are calling for justice of their behalf.  Evidence of the fall.

I have read comment after comment on news stories and social media where people were sending their “thoughts” to Boston.  I don’t want to be insensitive here, but those with oversensitive sensitivity meters may want to stop reading now.  Boston – and specifically the victims and their families – don’t need thoughts; they need prayers.  Sending thoughts accomplishes about as much as the “moments of silence” that are sure to come in various places around our nation.  And moments of silence will accomplish . . . what?  Moments where we can send thoughts to Boston?  Thoughts that are equated to prayer?  Send prayers to God for Boston.  When someone tells me that I am in their thoughts, I always ask them to pray for me when they think of me.  Because I, too, am evidence of the fall and need . . .

The Hope of the World


As long as there are Christ-followers in this world, there will be at least glimmers of hope.  Hope that it won't always be this way.  That Jesus really did conquer sin and the grave and that He will return to establish His eternal kingdom.  Hope that those of us who love Him and follow Him can make a difference in this world for His kingdom while there is still time.

Last night during the break in my class, my friend Dusty handed me his phone and asked me if I had seen the photos he was showing me.  I hadn’t.  Photos from Haiti.  Photos of progress on the House of Abraham.  Photos of hope on a day of heartache and cynicism.  Hope for a nation crumbling under the weight of corruption.  Hope through Christ-followers from Haiti and the U.S. who are investing in the House of Abraham.  Hope that many Haitians will become followers of Jesus because of the work there.

Is that paint on the outside?!?








That roof is looking good!
Move in day less that two months away!
 

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Before leaving class last night, Dusty and I -- along with our friend Jeff -- planned a practice 5K run today to prepare for Saturday's Orphan Run Mississippi in Hernando.  A run that offers hope for orphans in Uganda.  Kids that we don't know but are willing to invest in.  We will have the names of orphans on our running bibs; I hope we will do more than think of them but that we will pray for them while we run.  As we cross the finish line, I hope that we will think of the victims in Boston . . . and pray for them, too. 


And Then This . . .


And then the text this morning that some dear friends of ours who desperately want to have another baby have miscarried.  Again.  My heart sinks.

Even so, come Lord Jesus.

Jesus Christ is the hope of the world.  If you are one of His followers, reflect Him well today.  A world groaning under the weight of sin urgently needs you to represent.



Thanks for reading.

4theVoiceless,
Al







Friday, April 5, 2013

Haiti 2013: The Highlights

CHC 4theVoiceless 2013 Haiti Mission Trip

After a week in Haiti and a couple of weeks of blogging about our team's experiences, I have tried to encapsulate our trip in about four minutes in a photo slideshow set to Kristian Stanfill's "Children of Light."  Trying to capture a week's worth of memories in four minutes is incredibly difficult, but I hope that it moves you to move toward children at risk.

Haiti is the poorest country in the world, and we saw and often smelled this poverty firsthand.  However, you will find little, if any, evidence of this in the video.  Why?  I wrote about this topic last November in a post called "What You Choose to Remember."  I encourage you to read it before you watch the video.  The answer is compelling. 

Poverty may define Haiti to the rest of the world, but poverty doesn't define Haiti.  There is hope in Haiti and for Haiti.  That hope is in Jesus Christ, the same as it is here in the United States, the wealthiest nation in the world. That hope is evident at the House of Abraham in Jacmel, Haiti.

Enjoy the pictures of hope from Haiti. . .



I have enjoyed bringing you stories from our mission trip from my admittedly limited perspective.  Other members of the team could add much, much more.  As always, thanks for reading!

Day 1: The Team's Unexpected Challenge
Day 2: Boaz, Super Ninja. Who Knew?
Day 3: Accomplishment! (and the Return of Josh's Man Card)
Day 4: A Hurtling Batter, Barbie, & Team Determination
Day 5: Puddles, Suncatchers, & Ethan Befriends a Goat
Day 6, Part 1: Pillowcases Without Pillow, a Sliced Arm, & Lobster
Day 6, Part 2: Mwen Fou Pou Ou & a Rah-Rah

4theVoiceless,
Al

P.S.: I think I'll celebrate the completion of the video (which kept me up well into the night last night) with an Orphan Run Mississippi prep run.  The run for orphans is 2 weeks from tomorrow in Hernando, MS.  Hope to see you there!

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Haiti 2013 Day 6, Part 2: Mwen Fou Pou Ou and a Rah-Rah

CHC Haiti Mission Trip Day 6, Part 2

I could have told you when Jim May and I first began to plan this CHC mission trip to Haiti that Thursday would be the most bittersweet day.  It would be the day that we would sum up -- to the extent that we were able -- what God had taught us and worked in us during the previous week; that's always one of my favorite parts of a mission trip.  The last team meeting on the roof of the current House of Abraham home was sweet.  Fenel's words of encouragement and gratitude to us (which included dubbing us Team Determination) were sweet.  We would see our families and loved ones the following day; that was a sweet thought.

When we returned to the house from our beach excursion, it was time for a little more time with the kids and a lot of good-byes.  We were to leave at 3:00 the following morning to try to assure that we arrived at the airport on time (We had experienced what Port au Prince traffic can be like the previous Friday when we arrived, so we were taking no chances.)  So the good-byes began.

For me, my good-byes came through a T-shirt I had bought that says, "Jacmel: Mwen Fou Pou Ou."  That means "Jacmel, I'm crazy for you."  When the team returned to the house, the kids wanted to see what I had bought.  I looked at one of the boys, called him by name, and said, "Mwen fou pou ou."  And that's how I said good-bye to each of them and how they said good-bye to me.

The good-byes continued throughout the night.  Many individual farewells took place before the formal good-byes, when we had a chance to speak to the kids through Fenel.  He also interpreted the kids' words to us.  We went upstairs to the team area to finish packing and get ready for the early wake-up call, only to have the kids call us down later to come in there rooms for one more round of hugs and good-byes.  

The good-byes were bittersweet.  For me, I had been before and, Lord willing, I will go again.  For me, it was more "until next time" than good-bye.  Still, there was work on the new home that was still far from done.  There were kids who didn't want to go to sleep, knowing we would be gone the next morning; that was bittersweet.  There were the discipleship programs that Fenel and Jean Jean lead that we didn't get to experience on this trip.  There was just so much that we were seemingly leaving undone or un-experienced.

The heat was worse on Thursday night than any other night of the trip, so sleep was hard to come by.  Then, some of us were awakened around midnight by a rah-rah on the street right outside the home.  And, of course, we were awakened again at 2:30 to gather our things and head to the airport.  We encountered one other rah-rah on the way to the airport but had no long delays.  It took 22 minutes to cover the mileage that took us four hours to get through the previous Friday.  And then, just like that, we were home.


The kids gathered around "Papa Fefe."

Hangin' with the boys (plus one).

Robbie with Lucien and David (Bubba).  Must be after 6:00; Bubba's sleepy.

Jodie enjoying some Bubba time.


One last game of soccer.


Jim and Jean Jean

The formal good-byes.

The last sunset we would enjoy from the current House of Abraham home.  Next trip, new home!


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Relationships


Colonial Hills Church has long been a relational church, for better or for worse -- and we've seen plenty of both.  The way we do missions is no different; it is relational.  Why did we go to Haiti in the first place?  Relationships, specifically with Dusty Cooper and IsleGo Missions (whom we partnered with through -- you got it -- relationships).  So we'll be back in Jacmel at the House of Abraham.  If not the specific people from this team (or the one before that or the one before that or the one before that), then others in our body will go.  And so will our brothers and sisters from Illinois and Florida and New Jersey and North Carolina, and so on.  And the work that God is doing in Haiti through Fenel Bruna and the House of Abraham will be accomplished.

None of us can point to the completed house here in a few months and claim more that a part of the foundation or the roof, a painted room or two, some blocks on the wall.  But we can all point to the God who brought us to Haiti at one time or another to accomplish works bigger than ourselves.  Not just in building a house but in encouraging and strengthening the next generation of leaders in Haiti to be young men and women of integrity who seek to glorify God in how they live their lives and serve others.

Mimi & Fenel Bruna


Haiti 2013 Team Determination: Jodie, Jim, Robbie, Ethan, Heather, Dusty, Josh, Al, Fenel, Gary

So that's our mission trip to Jacmel, Haiti, and the House of Abraham.  I hope that you have enjoyed the posts and that you have been challenged to get involved.  At last report, the new house is still about $10,000-$12,000 away from being fully funded.  The current lease runs out in May (and that was after a much-prayed-for extension), so time is running short.  You can click here to help.

Sponsor one of the House of Abraham kids here.
Does child sponsorship really make a difference?  In a word, yes!  Check out this article.

 A look back at previous day's posts:

Day 1: The Team's Unexpected Challenge
Day 2: Boaz, Super Ninja. Who Knew?
Day 3: Accomplishment! (and the Return of Josh's Man Card)
Day 4: A Hurtling Batter, Barbie, & Team Determination
Day 5: Puddles, Suncatchers, & Ethan Befriends a Goat
Day 6, Part 1: Pillowcases Without Pillow, a Sliced Arm, & Lobster


Thanks for reading. I hope to have a video slideshow of our trip ready for the blog tomorrow. 

 4theVoiceless,
Al

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Haiti Day 6, Part 1: Pillowcases Without Pillows, a Sliced Arm, & Lobster

Haiti Mission Trip, Day 6 (Thursday)

Thursday would be the last full day in Haiti for the Colonial Hills Church 4theVoiceless team.  The last day of a mission trip is usually reserved for sightseeing, purchasing souvenirs, relaxing, saying good-bye, and preparing to return home.  As I have written already, this team was so task-oriented that we had determined that at least part of Thursday would be a work day.  Our later-than-expected arrival the previous Friday had turned Saturday into a relaxing day, so we told Fenel that we wanted to work on Thursday.

As it turned out, the paint team had used all but a gallon or so of the paint.  Also, all of the HoA kids would be out of school for Easter holiday on Thursday.  As a result, Jim, Gary, Dusty, and Josh returned to the work site to hopefully finish out the work on the roof, and the rest of us prepared for a craft we had brought for the kids to do.

Pillowcases Without Pillows


We had brought pillowcases and fabric markers for all of the kids to create their own masterpieces to cover their pillows.  They went to work diligently and had a blast personalizing their pillowcases.  Somewhere amidst the joy of the work (and I don't even know how she discovered this), one of the ladies on our team told me that the kids did not have pillows to sleep on but that they were to be getting some soon.  You would have never known it by the way the kids poured their hearts into their works of art.

Robbie, Jodie, & the girls sharing ideas.

Ethan enjoying a welcome into Widly World.

Luciana's pillowcase nearing completion.

I like the thought of my "hand" holding Tchi's head as he sleeps.
Roberson was full of joy with every craft we worked on all week . . . what a joy!
Thirteen precious children will lay joyful heads down on those pillowcases, and thirteen precious children will at times cry tears of sorrow into those pillowcases.  Hopefully, they will think of us -- a team that showed them each the love of Christ -- when they lay their heads down on their pillows at night.  Even more importantly, I hope they are reminded that no matter what tragic life experiences led them to the House of Abraham, there is a God who knows them by name and loves them very much, as I reminded in these lyrics:

 I have a Maker
He formed my heart
Before even time began
My life was in his hands

I have a Father
He calls me His own
He'll never leave me
No matter where I go

He knows my name
He knows my every thought
He sees each tear that falls
And He hears me when I call

"He Knows My Name" by Tommy Walker

Along with the pillowcases, the HoA children will also have personalized towels brought on my previous trip that have been put up until after the move to the new house.  One of the things my small group purchased with our Change It Now money was a "Welcome" mat.  It, too, was put aside for the new house.  As if a new house wasn't enough . . .  Reminds me of my Father, who lavishes on me way more than I deserve or could even ask for and who has stored up for me treasures unimaginable . . .

A Trip to Didier's


The "pillowcase team" was also able to walk down the road to meet Didier's (pronounced like D.J.) family.  He is part of the House of Abraham staff who moved from one one the many tent cities that were in Haiti after the 2010 earthquake into a house that one of the IsleGo teams built.  He is incredibly proud of his home and his family.  Hospitality, like kindness and play, transcends language barriers.  It was an honor to be welcomed into Didier's family's home.


Didier & family
Robbie's new friend, Didier's family dog.

 

 

 

 

An Unexpected Turn of Events


I was in my room when the roofing team returned a little earlier than we had expected.  I asked Josh how it had gone up there, expecting that they had finished early.  Instead, he said that they would have gotten finished if Gary hadn't tried to cut his arm off.  Turns out a gust of wind lifted up a piece of sheet metal that gashed Gary's arm, maybe somewhat short of cutting his arm off but a pretty significant cut, nonetheless.

Our "arm repair team" shifted quickly into action.  Heather and Jodie, a pediatric nurse and a pediatric physical therapist, respectively, are well trained to take care of injuries to kids like Gary.  Jim joined in, carefully cutting the hairs our of the wound.  Gary winced a few times but was a model patient.  The nurse that he saw when he returned to the States was very complimentary of the job our team had done on his arm; the only thing she added to his recovery regimen was a healthy dose of antibiotics.

Oh, and the roof was almost completed.  Fenel and one of his workers would be able to finish that work in just a couple of days.

Nurse Heather goes to work as Gary winces and trusts.
Nurse Jodie joins in with steady hands.
Nurse Jim does his part; this time, Jim and a blade were a good thing.



All patched up, nice and neat.  A permanent souvenir.
































What Gary Missed


Gary, understandably, decided to stay at the house and take a nap while the rest of us enjoyed one more trip to the beach and one more souvenir run.  Fenel took us to a different beach this time, one that I recognized from my last trip, one that included this!

Lobster, conch, & bottled soft drinks!  Fenel knows how to reward a hard-working team!

When you love missions & love the beach & love your spouse, it doesn't get much better than this!

I will save the good-byes and wrap-up of this mission trip for tomorrow.  Let me just say that even days' worth of writing about a trip here or anywhere else doesn't do it justice.  I'm just one-ninth of the team trying to write from both a team and a personal perspective.  There is so much more that I simply don't have room or time to write and so much more that others experienced that they would add.

There are already those from this trip and others who have been to Haiti -- and even some others who haven't been yet -- who are already looking ahead and even saving ahead for next year.  What about you?  Where will you serve -- both near to home and far away?

Previous Days from the CHC Mission Trip to Jacmel, Haiti:


Day 1: The Team's Unexpected Challenge
Day 2: Boaz, Super Ninja. Who Knew?
Day 3: Accomplishment! (and the Return of Josh's Man Card)
Day 4: A Hurtling Battery, Barbie, & Team Determination
Day 5: Puddles, Suncatchers, & Ethan Befriends a Goat

Sponsor one of the House of Abraham kids here.

Thanks for reading. 

 4theVoiceless,
Al

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Haiti Day 5: Puddles, Suncatchers, & Ethan Befriends a Goat

Haiti Mission Trip Day 5 (Wednesday)

Day five of the Colonial Hills Church mission trip to Jacmel, Haiti, brought an unexpected experience.  We awakened to find puddles in the yard.  Our planned trip up to the new House of Abraham work site would be delayed, but there was good news, too.  Because of a rotating Easter holiday in Haiti, all but four of the HoA kids were home that morning.

We spent the morning helping the kids color Easter suncatchers, watching as Fenel read from a Kriol children's Bible that we had brought, and singing round after round of the Zacchaeus song (complete with motions).  For the rest of our time in Haiti, we would hear the boys -- in the deepest, most masculine voices they could muster -- telling one another and us, "YOU COME DOWN!"

Rainy day -- shift in plans.
Suncatchers...on a rainy day.
Anadine focusing intently.
Yes, Jesus lives!
Roberson having a blast!


Richardson with his completed project.


Fenel reading Bible stories in the kids' own language.























Back to Work


The skies cleared during the morning, and we were able to return to the work site after lunch.  The paint team finished off most of the rest of the paint that we had available, completing a base coat on the kitchen, dining room and one of the bedrooms in the process.  The roof team made a great deal of progress, as well.  We stayed a little later in the day that normal to make up for some of the work time we had missed during the morning.  We felt like we made great progress on this day.

Jalen and me: Painters of the ceiling.
Heather and Jodie finishing up by the stairs...the last painting we would do on this trip.

Bedroom #1: Base coat completed.

Roof team: Out of the valley and moving toward the edges.
Almost the the corner!


















Mission Accomplished!

All week, Ethan -- our 14-year-old team member -- had been moving closer and closer toward friendship with the seven goats who roam the property.  Andre, the Haitian kid whose dad tends the property, had been showing Ethan how to approach the goats.  Ethan had been inching closer throughout the week . . . until. . . 

Finally...a new friend!
Ethan learned much on this, his first mission trip.  He learned not to believe everything we told him (I'm still trying to convince him to check with his doctor about goat flu -- lesser known than bird flu or swine flu, perhaps, but still worth asking about . . .).  He learned how to paint . . . well, sort of.  He learned that he had set a new world's record for Pop Tarts consumed in a week-long mission trip (close to 30 at last count and certainly not because he didn't eat all the food that we were served during the week).  He also began to learn the heartbeat that his grandfather, Gary, has for missions as they experienced this trip together.  Ethan gave his life to Christ just a couple of months ago at our church's DiscipleNow weekend, and the Lord has already introduced him to the beauty of serving Christ with other brothers and sisters in other parts of the world.  What a blessing.

Back to the Kids


After a good day's work, we returned to a good afternoon of play with the kids at HoA.   They were in rare form, singing and laughing and playing with all their hearts.  We gave them each a Beanie Baby, which they loved, and just hung out and sang and laughed and played with them.

Christella

Bubba and his buffalo

Roberson acting crazy for what he thinks is a video; actually just a photo.

Jim and Lucien

Gary and his glasses in Widly World . . . or is Widly in Gary's World?

After another great meal of breadfruit casserole, we had another good team meeting on the roof.  Some of my favorite times throughout any mission trip are the conversations that I am able to have with all the others on that trip.  The conversations we had -- especially the late-night ones in my room with Josh and Dusty -- ranged from the absurdly hilarious to the gut-honest serious.  There just doesn't seem to be enough time for enough of those conversation back home.  Just sayin'.

That's all for today.  Back tomorrow with an eventful Thursday of our trip.


Up to Date on the Trip?

 A look back at previous day's posts:

Day 1: The Team's Unexpected Challenge
Day 2: Boaz, Super Ninja. Who Knew?
Day 3: Accomplishment! (and the Return of Josh's Man Card)
Day 4: A Hurtling Batter, Barbie, & Team Determination

Sponsor one of the House of Abraham kids here.

Thanks for reading.  Check back tomorrow for more mission trip adventures from our last full day Haiti.

 4theVoiceless,
Al