Why in the World Would We Go (back) to Haiti
We went to Haiti. Loved it.
Came home. Missed it. Missed it a lot.
After two weeks of being home, we decided to try to go back to GLA before summer’s end. This time, with our kids. If it was in God’s plan, He would make it all work out, even on a short notice. He did. We had four weeks to get our ducks in a row before we headed back. Bri needed a passport. Both kids needed some travel shots. Plane tickets were still available, though barely. So it was on: round two in Haiti…this time with kids. For two weeks. This will either be a huge blessing in our lives….or a major catastrophe. But God is leading us, so I trust His judgment over mine.
I know it must seem crazy that we wanted to return so soon. I can’t explain our feelings about this in a way that anyone could possibly comprehend it to the degree that we were feeling it. We didn’t just miss the kids and the awesome red beans and rice. We didn’t just ache for being in a land with no fast food restaurants or Wal-Mart. We aren’t even that big of adrenaline junkies that we are so desperate for adventure. If I could put it into words, I would. Suffice it to say, Haiti is in our blood and we were having major withdraws.
We are addicts.
We love the high of seeing God at work in a raw, miraculous way. We love being around His servants who humbly serve the least of the least. And we love being away from all our typical daily things that don’t mean a hill of beans to go serve in a place that is changing lives.
Lesson I learned a few years ago from Experiencing God Bible study: Find where God is at work, and join Him.
Well, folks….there’s no doubt that He is at work in Haiti.
And so, my story continues……….