Going to our Caanan

I had butterflies as we landed in Port au Prince!  It didnt't help that during the whole trip I read Radical by David Platt which stirred my spirit beyond words or expectation!  I couldn't wait to hear the regae style music playing and say my first Bonjou!  After a year of sabbath, it did not disappoint! 

This trip to Haiti was filled with new experiences and confirming peace beyond words.  We got to experience a northern rural part of Haiti.  Northwest Haiti Christian Mission is a dynamic ministry with grassroots passion that is apparent throughout every represented region/community. 
With new relationships and hearts melted together the heart of Haiti held true...joy, love and smiles beyond extreme poverty.  The compound that immediately felt like home to our family has the church/Bible College, deaf school, Miriam Center (special needs home; the only one we know of in Haiti), a baby orphanage, an elderly center, nutrition program and hospital, along with an innovative aquaponics project! 
Though this week will never be forgotten in our hearts as it solidified our calling and committment to this beautiful island and people, the most dynamic part of my week was the day spent at the brothels and the prison.  A lady the I am proud to call sister, Melonnie has built a relationship with prisoners and guards that testifies to the power of God's love.  She weekly shares bible study, and fellowship with prostitutes and prisoners.  She sees the with Christlike eyes and it is evident that the Holy Spirit's anointing dwells amidst darkness when you are in these places. 
I enjoyed joining mission groups who had gathered to buy goats, chickens and groceries for the local communities to put money back into the economy but also to pray about what neighbor they would like to bless with the goods because God calls us to love our neighbor.  We witnessed a family committ their life and heart to the Lord on this journey.
Finally after days of holding and loving babies (which is where I found Terah when she was missing) or feeding beautiful children who are pure at heart and free in life because of special needs that some would say are a hinderance to full life; we knew that this mission would change our lives forever.
At the end of the week through prayer and petition we met with Janiel Owen, the second generation director of the mission. The precious Owen family was an unexpected element that God used to in our lives this week - kindred spirits to bear burdens and seek Victory! After John and Janeil shared a sweet time together, I joined them long enough the hear the process and ideas shared of what they felt was God's will...
So, we pray...we wait...we prepare and keep our YES on the alter as God continues to move and stir in our hearts.  We reclessly have abandoned all rights and surrender the "American Dream" to our King!