Saturday, July 12, 2014

Psalm 4:8 Project


Psalm 4:8 Project
In peace I will both lie down and sleep, for You alone, O LORD, make me to dwell in safety. –Psalms 4:8

the boys' room
Yesterday I learned that the boys’ bedroom at an orphanage we’ve recently been working with had had a fire the day before.  They were already short on beds, mattresses and sheets, but what they did have in the room for these boys was now gone.  The girls’ room has a few mattresses, but they could also greatly benefit from some new beds & sheets.

Some of the children are sleeping outside currently (which is not uncommon for this time of year because its so hot, but if they needed to come inside there are not places for them to sleep)

the girls' room
As I stood there and observed the damage, I thought, wow this is so sad, what a mess, what can we do, these children need places to rest at night, where do I begin?  It was overwhelming, but even more so due to the difficult situation this orphanage is already in. A husband and wife care for the children and do not have funds to pay nannies or staff to help. Food is limited and the children have few clothes, shoes and no medical care.

I stood back and thought about how WIDE the range of needs seem, how LONG this list is, how HIGH the challenges seem to pile up and how DEEP these problems felt.

These words reminded me of something…

For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how WIDE and LONG and HIGH and DEEP is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. -Ephesians 3-14-19

play area
I want these children to know that there is a Father who loves them and cares about their needs…even something as simple as a place to lie down and sleep at night.  Each of them matters to Him and I hope that through this tangible expression of love; they will sense the greater love of Christ.  

The depths of my needs have never stopped God from lavishing his love on me and I cannot help but do something that will show these children HIS great love for them. Not my love…mine is broken, limited and so fragile. His is perfect, unending and strong. 

Oh how I need this kind of love.  So do they.

current sleeping area
The orphanage is called the Center of Hope & Light of the Needy and run by Jean Nicolas and his wife. They also run a school on the same property for 150 children.

Twenty five children currently live here, but they normally have 35. Due to the limited sleeping arrangements, 10 children have been staying with other people and coming to the orphanage for meals.

Funding is very limited and there are many needs, but beds & food are now their top 2 areas they need help. Thankfully we have been able to help them through the Haiti Food Pantry Fund which has been a huge blessing to them!

I am still working out details, but God has already provided some bedding to help the project get started and maybe even some manpower to begin the cleaning process.

My current best estimates are below:
current sleeping area

$50…cleaning supplies
$150…paint and supplies
$3,240…18 bunk beds @ $180 each (I’m working out details on this and hope I can find a better deal, but its looking like this will be the approximate cost)
$3,060.....36 mattresses ($85 each)
$500...sheets (we have some being donated already, but not sure how many…36 total needed...do not need to be new)

I know this is not a small project! But, I know that these children matter and He has put these things on my heart to share and trust Him with the rest. He’s already provided 5 people who want to help, some sheets & a few supplies…off to a good start!

When these 35 children put their heads down each night, I pray that these truths would surround them and be a sweet lullaby to their souls.  But more importantly that they would know love, safety, security & peace in Christ.
 
The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty One who will save; He will rejoice over you with gladness; He will quiet you by His love; He will exult over you with loud singing. -Zephaniah 3:17

When you lie down, you will not be afraid; when you lie down, your sleep will be sweet. 
-Proverbs 3:24


If you would like to help, have ideas or items you’d like to donate…gently used twin sheets are great!  You can email me at aimee.wilson@awaa.org. Please send any questions my way as well!

To help us move forward with this project, please donate online or by check. To pay online, click here. In the notes section, include “Psalm 4:8 Project ”
If you would like to mail a check, please send a check made payable to “America World Adoption” to the address below. Include a note for "Psalm 4:8 Project"
America World Adoption
Attn: Michelle Reed
6723 Whittier Avenue, Suite 202
McLean, VA 22101

All donations are tax-deductible and a receipt for your donation will be provided to you.
Thank you for considering joining us! We look forward to updating you as the project progresses.    

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Final 40 Days in Haiti


Dear Friends,

We are filled with emotions as we think about our final 40 days here in Haiti.  August 15, 2014 we will be moving to Arlington, VA and it’s going to be a bittersweet day for sure! As we finish our time here, we wanted to share more about our experience over these last 10 months and ask for prayer in some specific areas.

If you have been financially supporting us, thank you! We would not be here without your kindness and generosity in helping us in this way.  We thank God for you often and are humbled by the way He has provided for us through each of you.

We desire to be fully here focusing on the work He has for us in these coming days. As we wrap up our time here and look ahead to details and plans for moving home, it’s easy to be distracted. We want to finish the race strong and have the same enthusiasm and passion for our work as we did on day 1.

In the coming weeks we have a number of things going on…
  • Friends coming to visit from VA.
  • An adoptive family coming to bring home a little boy and girl. Praise God that 2 more children will know the love of a family!
  • A mission team of 6 coming to serve at an orphanage for children who have special needs and to put together a playroom at another orphanage.
  • Adoption paperwork & meetings.
  • Wrapping up details and logistics at the guesthouse.

We will be busy and look forward to the ways we can care for others in practical ways while they stay here with us at the guesthouse.

Please pray that our hearts and minds would be fully engaged, yet able to plan for the logistics of moving home. We are excited about the work God is doing here and thankfully the work He accomplishes doesn’t depend on us, but He has allowed us to be a part of the story He is writing. We know that our time here will impact many areas of our lives in the years to come. We pray that God would use the work He has done in our lives to draw people closer to Himself and that He would receive all the glory.  We know that apart from Him, none of this would have been possible.

As we finish up, I was thinking about the ways that God has been faithful to us. It’s easy to focus on finances, fatigue, failures, frustrations, etc…but we serve a faithful God who has strengthen and sustained us in countless ways this year…

Physically
  • Provided financial means- we set a goal and God provided above and beyond. As it turned out, the amount we actually raised was MUCH closer to our needs than what we planned.  He knew!
  • Health-Tim & I have stayed healthy this entire year.
  • We have an apartment to move home to in Arlington…God provided right when we needed it and has made the logistics work out perfectly.
  • I am going back to my previous job at AWAA in the China program.

Service Opportunities
  • We came here in order to serve children & adoptive families. We have been able to do that in many ways!
  • God has moved in people’s hearts to help in very tangible ways from the Redeemer food packaging event, gathering art supplies, friends & family bringing donations & supplies to help with projects.
  • Mission teams have stayed here with us and we’ve had the opportunity to care for them as they serve in Haiti.
  • We have spent many hours with children at various orphanages and we pray that our time and interaction with them would have been filled with love from their Heavenly Father and that one day they will know Him.
  • We have learned about and visited so many mission organizations and witnessed God’s hand working through others in powerful ways.
  • Our view of serving children & orphans has broadened greatly and we pray that we can continue to learn ways to serve children around the world.

Emotionally
  • We have connected with a church family here and have enjoyed weekly fellowship, worship & teaching.
  • We’ve made friends here and been able to enjoy fun times and helpful conversations and support from people who understand the unique challenges of living in Haiti.
  • Friends & family have come to visit us here. We have felt so loved and blessed by their encouragement. 
  • Prayers by countless people.
  • Care packages, texts & people checking in with us. 

Prayer for these 40 days
  • Focus on tasks & opportunities that God brings our way.
  • Continue to invest in relationships we’ve built.
  • Not to wish time away, but to appreciate each day.
  • For emotional strength as we say goodbye to friends, relationships and the life we have built here, but especially the children who we have gotten to know.
  • Discipline in studying God’s word and seeking Him.

Prayer for the future
  • Employment opportunities for Tim.
  • Logistics of an international move.
  • Wisdom on ways to incorporate all we’ve learned, seen, done & experienced back into our lives back home.
  • Direction for ways to be involved in ministry to the Fatherless in our own neighborhood and around the world.
  • God’s grace in our marriage as we have been in Haiti for a majority of the time we’ve been married and we know that another major transition will come with its own set of challenges.
  • That our hearts would be broken for things that matter to God and that we'd see more and more through His eyes. Also that our hearts would be put back together stronger and with more focus and passion to do something to help in a way that honors Him.  

We have seen God’s provision in so many ways; there are too many to list them all. As you’ve been a significant part of this journey, we wanted you to see and be encouraged by the kindness, provision and faithfulness of our amazing God!  Each of you play an important role; we just happen to be the ones who had the “up front” view and its our great privilege to tell you as our team all that He has done! We hope that your faith will be strengthened and that you'd join us in praising God for all that He is doing and will continue to do. 

Through all of the ups and downs we've experienced, I couldn't summarize it any better than this:

“Resting in the Lord does not depend on external circumstances at all, but on your relationship to God himself.” –Oswald Chambers

Thank you for partnering with us over the last 10 months and even now in these last 40 days!

Aimee

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Orphan Care Is...


The complexities of caring for orphans are too many to number.  The phrase “orphan crisis” really couldn’t be any more accurate. It’s not an exaggeration.  Simply being an orphan is a crisis yet alone the circumstances under which these children are left behind by death, bought, sold, enslaved, abandoned or agonizingly handed over out of desperation by people who love them. If that isn’t difficult enough, now consider the conditions they daily survive, the lack of opportunities in their future and the shear number of children who in someway or another have found themselves in this category. It can take your breath away.

I know it has mine. 

When you hear the phrase “care for orphans” we all know its not simple but on the surface its tempting to think that a few caring adults could pull some resources together and execute & maintain a level of care that would be “acceptable”, right? Many people provide children with food, clothing, shelter, education, discipline, care & nurturing. How difficult could it really be?

Very.

Let me explain…these are various factors I’ve heard discussed as plans are brainstormed to care for children in an orphanage. (By the way, I’m not criticizing anyone who is faced with these questions and considerations as they manage an orphanage and weigh limited options. Thinking through these factors helped me see the complexity of it all.)

Housing
Current building is rented, have to move out by the end of the year, no money to buy new land, current property also houses a school that community children come to as well. The children pay to come to school, which is a small income for the orphanage. However, the children have stopped paying to come as their families can no longer afford it. They also must eat while they are at school depleting the orphanage’s small food budget. But, how do you tell the neighborhood children to stop coming?  Where will we go when the lease is up and we are forced to move out? We need a loan, we can’t get a loan. Also, it’s complicated and expensive and risky.

School
Where do the children start school in the Fall? When to register? At the current location with onsite teachers, or near the unknown temporary place they’ll move before they get to buy the new land or near the new land so they don’t have to switch part way through the year? Is it cheaper to pay for teacher’s salaries to teach the 29 children or send them to school off site? If they go off site then they’ll need more specialized uniforms, books, shoes, exam fees, food but that will save the amount needed to pay multiple teachers. Which is more beneficial? When do you decide? The uniform depends on which school, but we don’t know which school, but you can’t start school without the uniform.

Food
How much rice do you use each month? Currently rely on donations & a small outside financial donation. Usually only get rice & beans donated. Some extra food comes in sporadically. When we have more variety we use less rice & beans. When we have only rice & beans; we use more rice and beans. Its different every month. There are eggs from the chickens and we sell the extra eggs, but the chicken food is expensive. Is it worth it financially and time wise?

Water
3,000 gallons of water is needed each week for washing, bathing & cooking and often runs out early. A truck delivers this water and fills the cistern. But, you can’t drink this water and when the kids do, they get sick. So, 100 jugs of drinking water are purchased each month. The children don’t understand to just drink it and not play with it and push the button for fun. They are kids, remember!?  What about the tablets that used to help purify the cistern water? They are gone. Oh, but there was a chlorine system installed in the tank on the roof. Yes, but that is broken. Can you get it fixed? The company that installed it is out of business. But if that were fixed, you’d save money on having to buy drinking water. Right, but how do we fix it if the company closed? How about an osmosis system to use the water from the cistern as drinking water and can also sell water to the neighborhood?  Well, that system costs $3,000-$5000 and takes out ALL the minerals. So, a reverse osmosis system is better, but not sure how much that costs.

Transportation
Difficult to estimate. How many times to the doctor? How far away is it?  How far away is the donation of food being dropped off? How many times to the market?

Charcoal
Is expensive and not the preferred method for cooking. But, propane is expensive too and the tanks are empty because there’s no money to fill them. Actually, there is a piece broken and if they fill them, they will leak and that will be dangerous. So don’t fill them. But, we could fix them and save money on charcoal but then again, maybe its too dangerous to have this much propane so close to the house.

Insurance
$10 USD per child per month and still required to pay 75% of medication costs. Except, if its basic medication and insurance will cover major things and hospitalization. But, $10 is difficult to sacrifice for each child monthly, but that’s the point of insurance. But, they could really use that extra money each month.

Funding
Current funding comes from multiple sources at different times throughout the month. Some operate on credit & reimbursement, other is direct payment. However, when material donations increase, monetary amount decreases. Average amount per month varies. Bad news is that a major funding source is ending sooner than later. Most of the teacher & nanny salaries come from this funding. How will they be paid now?

Security
Have to have security on site. Only money for one guard who also helps with other things and has to sleep SOME time.

Electricity
Currently getting from the landlord since the house is rented, but will be an expense in the future, but don’t know how much to budget for. City power is unpredictable, generators are expensive and require ongoing maintenance & fuel, and inverters are also pricey.

Clothing
Specific clothes are needed for school, but where will they be going to school? There’s no money to budget for other clothes, so relying on donations is the only option.  What if they don’t get the correct sizes of clothes & shoes?

Donations
Are sporadic and vary in type & quantity each month. Sometimes receive a lot of diapers & formula. They only have 2 little ones who need this. Do you say this or just let them keep coming in in case you run low later? Or do you ask if they have other donations they could give instead? Does this look bad? Will they stop giving diapers & formula?  Donations are rarely for supplemental food like spices, vegetables, fruits & meat.

Sponsor Program
How do we do this? How do we maintain it? How much would sponsors pay? Who will write profiles and update sponsors? Sponsors will want to see budget information for credibility, but that is difficult to provide. Well, how much does it take to care for a child each month? It’s hard to say because donations vary each month and it’s difficult to say an exact budgeted dollar amount.

Other Factors
In one group of people discussing these matters, we had different first languages, forms of currency, weights & measures, ideas of budgeting, expectations for childcare, backgrounds, education level, cultures and goals.

I know I’m over simplifying on SO many levels, but sometimes I think as an outsider looking in, its easy to think that the people “here” or “there” should be doing a “better” job taking care of children.  It’s so easy to have all the answers to fix the seemingly obvious issues and wonder how children are living in such difficult circumstances.

Its easy to quickly say...
  • Why isn’t the money just managed better?
  • Well if there were just a few more nannies.
  • Their diets really should have more fresh fruits & veggies.
  • Surely they have other clothes, that child had that outfit on the last 10 times I’ve seen them.
  • Isn’t there an easier way to do this or that? 

Well, I’m learning it’s not that easy. Something will have to be sacrificed to add anything to the picture, but what if there is really nowhere to pull or adjust resources? What do I expect? Create something out of thin air?  Sometimes I think I do impose this expectation.

Mind you, I’m operating under a lot of assumptions including the big one that the people caring for these children are in in for the right reasons, do care about them and are not misusing resources and funds. I’m not even going to touch the issues around cases where sadly this is often not the case.

The details involved in caring for tiny, broken lives will give you an ulcer. I’m not kidding. Two actually—one in your heart and one in your gut. This stuff is crazy hard and I’m still very much an outsider looking in and sometimes I find myself going around in circles feeling overwhelmed & paralyzed as to how best to care for children who have been through loss, trauma, abandonment and now are living in less than an ideal situation to help them through these struggles. Do these questions and factors exhaust you like they do me?

Imagine what it feels like for the person responsible for keeping all of these children fed & safe every day in a country where daily life is a major struggle on so many levels from poverty, safety, government unrest, incredible heat, inconsistent electricity, unsafe water, crime, few jobs, inadequate medical care, family crisis…the list goes on and on and ON. Basic daily survival is about as far as you get most days let alone improving, nurturing, changing, reevaluating, etc…these are lofty goals in a place where its difficult to simply survive.

In the midst of all of these factors & details, there are children. Precious lives who the Creator formed in the secret places of their mothers’ wombs. We are talking SOULS whose lives have mattered and WILL matter for ALL of eternity.

I feel like a deer in headlights and I don’t have a house full of children looking at me when they are hungry, sad, frustrated, lonely, missing mommy, hurt, angry, misbehaving and in need. I cannot imagine the weight of the responsibility if I did.

I’m the first to say I have A LOT to learn, but one thing I’m confident of is that all of this is tremendously complicated.

Its easy for “us” to impose our standards of care, nutrition, cleanliness, child rearing, nurturing & education because we are using “OUR” cultural & financial framework as a reference.

I’m not saying we shouldn’t hope for and desire the best in all these areas of need for each and every child, but when our energy goes to criticism and critiques, I think its easy to lose sight of the fact that we are dealing with deep rooted, complicated matters far more involved than we as humans can contain, manage, critique, change and improve to meet a certain standard.  We are operating in a broken world where there are not easy answers.

I hope & pray that I can shift my focus from looking at all that seems “wrong” and look at true needs versus a matter of cultural & individual preference within my personal framework and focus my time and attention on supporting the people who are working hard every day to make sense of the chaos.  Maybe they need help making a plan, prioritizing needs, researching options or a shoulder to cry on.

To be honest, I think it would be easy to give up. I need to remind myself that as I swoop in and out here and there to visit, play or help a day here and there, these people are there for the long haul day in and day out and I have no idea what it would be like to be in their shoes.  It is so much more than an easy fix here or there that is truly going to benefit the children who desperately need so much.  

This may sound like I’m giving up because it’s too difficult and complicated. Definitely not! If anything I’m even more motivated to find ways that make sense culturally, financially, physically and will have the most significant level of impact for the long term benefit of the children.  I’m not going to waste energy on being distracted by personal preference of things that may not matter long term.

I’m in no way giving myself a free pass from speaking up about issues, concerns, problems, care, safety, health and overall well-being of children. I’m simply asking myself to reevaluate what DOES really matter and ask how easy of a fix is this or that idea? Is it something that will change only the surface and leave a broken system underneath? Chances are it’s NOT as easy as it looks and may not be where time, energy & resources are best invested on a particular day. And truly, it’s day-by-day.

There is so much I don’t know, but I do know I want the BEST for these children and I believe that this happens most effectively within the context of a loving family. The reality of that is sadly not an option for thousands of children, further reinforcing our desperate need to look to the ultimate care, guidance, wisdom and provision from our Heavenly Father to show us what really matters to Him. My limited human view points me to quick criticism & quick fixes.

We do not have time to waste on personal preferences, critiques, surface-level remedies that give the appearance of meeting a certain standard and then assuming the child is better off. There are too many children (souls) longing to feel deeply cared for, cherished, valued and important for us to be distracted by the temptation to provide a quick fix and walk away. One that gives us the gratification of seeing an immediate change that meets a standard that feels more acceptable to us, possibly causing us to miss an opportunity to really help & invest in a meaningful way. 

I'm not saying ignore the basic needs or diminishing their importance. Or that I have any answers. But, I think it is important that we decide how & where to focus our energy in such a way that basic needs can be met in a sustainable way without our personal preferences being the driving force for how things "should" be done. Also, understanding that even the most simple things can be really challenging.

All this to say…
  • Orphan care is complicated.
  • Orphan care is easy to over simplify.
  • Orphan care is a long-term commitment.
  • Orphan care is not about me and my brilliant ideas.
  • Orphan care is deep, multi-leveled issues that require time & education to be able to help effectively across cultural, language and endless other potential barriers.  
  • Orphan care is fighting for sustainable resources to meet daily needs, but doesn’t end there.
  • Orphan care is beyond what human hands can coordinate.
  • Orphan care is actually caring for little lives who have the potential to be restored, Christ-following, loving people whose lives can be a picture of redemption to a broken world around them.
  • Orphan care forces me to look outside myself to the Perfect Father who loves me so well and adopted me as His own. He cares for my individual needs, heals my brokenness and daily meets my physical needs. I look to His example and plead for wisdom to know how He would best use me to be a part of His plan to care for children who so need to know the love of a Father.  

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Making Sense of the Blur


So many good intentions to blog; so little brainpower to do it. Time is getting away from me.  It felt like our first few months here were some bizarre time warp which is probably quite common for someone who feels like they’re adapting to life on another planet.
Helllooooo, welcome to your newwwwww liiiiiiffffffeeeeeeeeee. Eaaaaccccchhhhhhhhh daaaayyyyyyyy willlll feeeeel like 5 days and you’lllllll be readddddyyyyyy for bedddd at 6:455555555555pm....
wellllcooooommmmmeeeeee.

And then I blinked and all of the sudden we’ve been here 9 months. Excuse me, can someone tell me how that happened? Time warps. They’ll get ya every time. Many days life feels like this:

 crazy, messy and beautiful all at the same time.

We are by no means experts on life here, but we have a “routine” (I use the word loosely) and we have adapted to a level of functioning that gets us through most days with some level of success. And by success, I mean avoiding major catastrophes, head on collisions, remembering to eat and surviving dust clouds and drinking enough water to counteract the profuse sweating.

Somewhere along the line, time has found a way of marching on and picked up to a steady jog with moments of sprinting and moments of falling on our faces.  Keeps us humble.

To summarize the blur…(fyi...blurs are not in perfect chronological order...)


We’ve hosted mission teams, friends have visited, my dad came & adoptive families have brought home their children. 



Then my mom came. We traveled north of Port-au-Prince a few hours on one trip and a couple hours south on another trip to visit various orphanages and ministries.


We hosted our friend Hieu who is an amazing photographer who blessed us with his time & skills.  We’ve had rainy season, mango season and now its just plain burn-your-face-off-hot season.

We continue to assist with adoption paperwork, coordinate with orphanages, assist with food distribution through a fund that has been set up with AWAA, oversee daily happenings at the guesthouse, spend time with children at orphanages and connect with other missionaries & expats.



We took a trip to the U.S. for our church retreat, said goodbye to our missionary neighbors who moved back to TN, attended a women’s retreat, celebrated our 1 year anniversary, I attended a pottery class, got away to the mountains for a weekend and celebrated Tim’s birthday.



And in the midst of it all, we made the gut-wrenching decision to move back to the U.S. after our 1-year commitment is up in August/Sept.  Most difficult decision I’ve ever made on many levels. Not stopping too long on this thought or I'll waste much needed hydration on tears...and moving on.

**BREATHE**

That, my friends is why I haven’t had the energy to blog. Some days I feel like an overcooked spaghetti noodle.  My physical energy is zapped, my emotions are raw and I don’t take the time to focus what energy I do have on organizing my thoughts in a way that make any sense even to me, yet alone you in the blog-o-sphere. So in some ways, be glad this mess hasn't hit your screen.

Thankfully I have a constant stream of photos that can help me piece these last few months together!



Through it all, I can say that I’ve continued to see God work in many ways from small details on a daily basis to major life decisions where we cried out to Him for wisdom. 

Friends & family have sacrificed to bless us through visiting us here, orphans have become sons & daughters, people’s lives transformed as they step out and serve, tough topics of faith discussed with our Haitian friends, people have given everything from diapers to art supplies to bless the children we've come to love, protection from sickness and God’s continued provision for our physical, financial and spiritual needs. 


God’s hand is evident and in the storm of changes & emotions, He is our constant rock-- the foundation upon which we will continue to build our lives.



He is the one we will cling to as we trust His plan for our remaining time here and the days to come as we transition back home.  Until then, I am choosing to be ALL here soaking up every sweaty, crazy, amazing minute knowing its all been a gift and I don't want to miss any part of this amazing story He's writing...

Sunday, May 11, 2014

A Rainy Day Adventure


The bar has officially been raised.

What was adventurous before is now regular, daily life.  I see the whirlwind of activity around me as we drive around, but it doesn’t register a lot of times anymore.  A special thank you to my 5 senses and that certain part of the brain for helping a girl out and screening the extras out for me or I’d be hiding in a corner somewhere completely overloaded trying to sort through sights, sounds, smells and tastes.

“Normal” scenes around me don’t put up an alert anymore in my mind. That is until new guests arrive and I see their eyes become the size of saucers while being tossed about and I’m reminded that most are not used to a drive down the street involving…
  • Goats, cows, horses, chickens, pigs wandering freely
  • Roads you drove on yesterday suddenly disappearing today
  • Large piles of rocks in the middle of the road
  • Massive loads of various cargo on a person’s head
  • Several adults on a moto with huge bags, animals, sharp tools, eggs, water, chunks of ice…
  • Community water pumps for drinking, washing, laundry, car wash or to fill a bucket and haul home
  • Markets in the streets, consequently creating large crowds of people shopping in the streets while traffic flies by.
  • Few traffic signs
  • Narrow mountain roads with previously mentioned markets in the roads, sudden twist and turns, amazing views, terrifying drop offs…guard rails? Not so much.
  • Vehicles splashed with a rainbow of paint colors depicting Bible scenes, sports figures & movie stars.
  • Pot holes the size of baby elephants
  • Buses coming at you in your lane and honking…wait…are you not the one in MY lane?!?
  • Objects like mattresses, produce, metal rebar balancing precariously on the top of a tap tap
  • People napping in wheel barrels
  • Large vehicles squeezing through the tiniest passage ways…on the wrong side of the road…backwards. 

You get the idea…

The fact is simple. There is A LOT to see out there.  And just face it; my commute is way more exciting than yours.

Because this all describes an average day; it takes a lot to qualify as an adventure in my book these days.

Last Tuesday raised the bar…or maybe the bar floated away in the road that turned into a river while we sat in a tap tap in the middle of it all.  The experience scored a 10/10 on the “am I dreaming?” scale.

The day started out like any other.  My mom, our guests, translator, driver, Tim & I set out for the day at about 9 am.  We were headed to a hotel to swim and hang out for the day.  It was beautiful. The sun was shining, the views were lovely, the air cooler, the children loved the water and giggled, splashed and jumped in the pool until every ounce of energy was spent.

Around 3:00 we noticed a cloud coming in…to which I replied “oh, it hardly ever rains during the day; I’m sure its fine.”  We packed up and piled back in the tap tap for the trip down the mountain back to the guesthouse.

Soon, we felt a few raindrops and the temperature was cooling down.  No big deal, we had a tap tap with a window, rather than a screen so the rain couldn’t get at us too badly and it was only sprinkling. Carry on.

Before too long, the sprinkling turned into a full on rain, then a down pour, then dumping buckets, then a full on frog strangler, as my dad would call it.

The faster the rain came down, the slower the traffic moved.  It wasn’t long before the traffic was stopped and we were measuring progress in yards per hour, rather than miles. 

Sitting was ok though because it seemed that the alternative could have quickly turned to floating and that would have been bad because I forgot my life jacket and oars.  So we sat and watched the water rush by and the people run for cover and the water rush down the road, side walks, drainage ditches, off roof tops, and well…everywhere.

We tried one road…no luck getting through.

We tried another…that one is blocked too.

We returned to the first road, now farther back in the long line. We were going nowhere fast.

The group in the tap tap was taking it surprisingly well. We all pointed out the amazing clouds, where the water was deepest, alternate methods of getting home and surrendered to the fact that there was absolutely nothing we could do about our current situation. 

Now the bulleted list of normal day sights (listed above) was happening around us but with a rainy season twist. Adventure worthy, I do believe.

We reminisced about that one time it took 1.5 hours to get home and how loooong that was. 

We played “would you rather” and asked questions like would you rather drink a gallon of bean sauce or soak in a tub of hot sauce?  Or, would you rather run 2 hours in the blazing heat or sit in a tap tap for 8 hours in the rain? Becoming a little crazy? I believe so.

Stories were told, favorite ice cream flavors discussed, beach towels shared and wrapped around to protect from some rain and then we realized…

It’s getting dark soon. How long do we continue on?  Or in our case, NOT continue on. 

Hours before we joked about who would sleep where in the tap tap, how much trail mix we’d get every 4 hours, diapers remaining and who would stay awake for the night. What was a story a few hours ago was looking more like a feasible emergency survival plan for the night.

We had been either sitting completely still or moving very little for many hours. When we did move, it was simply circling around to where we had been previously and had made very little progress away from our original location or towards home. We sere stuck in limbo rainy traffic jam land and feeling trapped.
 
Did I mention the exhaust? It was nauseating. The trucks around us tooted their stinky fumes at us without shame and we had no where to go to escape…just breath the stink and keep waiting. Dancing that line between keeping your breaths shallow enough to minimize the long-term negative effects of unfiltered black fumes, yet getting enough air to keep from passing out.

Soon the wooden bench was starting to meld with our tailbones, the metal back rest was leaving a dent in our spines, the giggling began to diminish, we were damp, chilly and not getting any where.

In reality we were probably 4 miles from home, but it could have been 400 at the rate we were going.  It was time to make a decision.

Option A: Keep circling around in the fume ridden, flooded streets, sitting on a wooden plank and enter into darkness with no way to know when we’d get home.

Oh gee…can we please do this? All night!?!

Option B:  Circle back AGAIN towards where we had come from at 3 pm and look for a hotel.

Not ideal considering I have nothing with me for the night except a swimming suit, dead phone, a bag of mangos and hand sanitizer. But, could there be a hot shower!?!??! Done deal.

Despite the drawbacks of option b, it quickly became the preferred option.  We soon found ourselves at a hotel in Petionville.  So close to home…yet so far away. A turn we did not expect to take when we left the pool nearly 5 hours earlier. Yes, 5 hours.

Let me just say that the 2 and 4 year olds in the midst of it all stunned all of us. They were such troopers through it all. They didn’t fuss or complain the least bit about being stuck in a confined space for hours on end.

Everyone settled in for the night…shaking our heads at what had just happened, getting our bearings and questioning “was it really that long”?

Yes, yes it was.

The next morning, the sun was up bright and early…the streets were dry, drainage ditches mostly empty, few signs of what we had witnessed the day before.  Life was simply back to the boring bulleted list of everyday sights…thankfully no adventures to be found.

In approximately 26 minutes, we were down the mountain. Only 25.5 hours after we left for a regular pool trip, we were home from an unexpected adventure wondering if it all had actually happened.

Yes, yes it had.  


Friday, April 18, 2014

Thoughts on 7 months

*from Tim...


As we reach the (7) month mark in our yearlong Haiti journey, Aimee and I realize that we probably have more questions about life here than we do answers.  Daily existence in Haiti often feels like an unsolvable riddle, one that feels comprehendible before the floor drops out from underneath of you.   How can we really begin to put words to our lives in Haiti?  How could one describe the level of poverty, desperation, corruption, despair, smiles, laughter, homelessness, and child abandonment?  How could a country with so much beautify be filled with so much complexity? 

The last several weeks have been proven to be particularly trying for us, with amazing moments of grace tucked in between the frustration.  There have been the smiles from beautiful orphans, and wonderful/precious hugs from children that have come to know our familiar faces.  There have been aha-moments in teaching English to our Haitian friends.  And there have been sweet times with new missionary friends in our local church community.  Aimee was even able to attend a women’s retreat with ladies from a couple of different English-speaking churches.

I am thankful for new relationships that God has brought Aimee and I here in the midst of a strange land, perplexing situations, and periods of great trial.  God is so kind to lead us to such encouraging and helpful friends here in Haiti.  Just the other night, I was able to join some other guys at an Irish pub in Port-au-Prince, where we enjoyed legitimate on-tap Irish Guinness and thoughtful…encouraging conversation.  I am grateful for the advice, encouragement, and listening ear that friends have offered.  I am also grateful for our pastor and his wife, here in PAP… who sadly, are leaving to move back to Australia this Summer.  Their desire to care for and uplift Aimee and I has been monumental to our experience.   God was also so kind as to place us two houses up from wonderful missionary neighbors that have become very dear friends.  Their friendship has contributed to our sanity and up building in unforeseen ways; we hope they are just as encouraged by us. 

I believe the Lord sovereignly placed each one of these friends and acquaintances in our lives in order to provide us with just the right amount of grace needed to withstand the trials and temptations that this year in Haiti has brought.  How could we really have known the culture barriers that awaited us, the complete otherness that is Haiti?  How could we have known that it is wiser to be cautious and then trust others?  How could we have known that we would have so many questions?  How could we have known the effect that such dire poverty would have upon a society?  How could we have known the sorrow that orphans face?  How could we have known the joy of contentment when entertainment is stripped from you? How could we have been prepared for discouragement and missing our friends and family so much? 

But with the apostle Paul I must confess… “No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us”. 

Our Lord Jesus is Sovereign and we are thankful and needy children at His feet.  

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

My Promise

Give us this day our daily bread...

There is a restlessness to the ache you feel in your heart when you feel there is so little you can do to help another, especially a precious child. 

A child whose eyes tell you he longs for more. 

Perhaps that restlessness is there to cause us (me) to look past the logical solutions and ask bigger questions and run faster towards the cross, falling at the feet of the One who met each of our most dire need and plead on their behalf for mercy, protection and love to overflow in their lives. 

Because maybe what they truly need is something I cannot even offer with human hands. 

May my feeling of helplessness remind me of their true helplessness and open my eyes to ways that are higher than mine.  

Today, little ones, I promise to look past my human-minded solutions and put aside my pride that tempts me to believe I know your needs. 

Instead, I will pray that the One who is Father to both of us would meet you in a powerful way in the deepest corners of your innocent heart.