A Fruitful Day

IMG_1752Yesterday morning was our first Sunday back since we returned from the States. What a rich service it was and one that overflowed with joy. Former missionaries to Haiti, Daniel and Celia Picasso, were our special guests. Daniel was an M.K. (missionary kid) who grew up in Haiti in the 1950’s and 60’s. He instantly connected with our people. This was his and Celia’s first trip back to Haiti in 10 years. Daniel’s father worked at the 4VEH radio station. Daniel met Celia in Haiti and raised their family here as well. Three generations of Picassos labored in Haiti’s vineyard. Daniel and Celia now reside in Alaska.

Daniel recalled walking on the property of our church as a young boy with his father when the land was nothing but marshland. They were searching for somewhere to erect the antennas for the radio station. He remembered vividly the barrenness of the neighborhood. Of course, he couldn’t know that later he would bring a message on that same land to a vibrant church! His message of faith in the power of God stirred our people to believe for great things. At the closing of the service, 536 people took the Lord’s Supper together.

Afterwards, we drove to town where we ate and fellowshipped with the Picassos and the Moxons. Bill and Darla Moxon are fellow missionaries with whom the Picassos are visiting. Bill will be preaching for us next Sunday.

After a great time of eating and sharing, we regretted having to leave so quickly for the 4VEH radio station where the English service for missionaries and English-speaking Haitians was being held. Prit had been invited to share. We had a great reunion with many fellow missionaries that we don’t get to see on a regular basis. Because we’re all so busy, our paths don’t cross very often. It was a full and fruitful day and we were happy when we finally got home!

Life – In All Its Forms

life-goes-onToday, I’m sitting here on our front porch again and drinking in the beauty of our yard. It’s rained since we’ve been gone and everything is so green. The tall trees are stretching their limbs toward Heaven. I can hear the laughter of the schoolchildren playing outside just on the other side of the compound. Life is everywhere!

Marie is in the kitchen working on lunch and Anuz is washing clothes. I’ve already been over the marché list with Cola and sent him on his way to town to buy essentials. This little old, new house is buzzing with activity. Everyone’s delighted to be back at work.

Our house is usually low on food by the time we return, so we stuffed our suitcases with everything we could to tie us over. I took the risk of bringing two blocks of frozen cheddar cheese with me, hoping it wouldn’t melt everywhere before we arrived to Cap. It made it just fine! We filled every nook and cranny of each “malette” (suitcase) with food bars, wild rice, tortilla chips, oatmeal, soup, shampoo, soap, toothpaste, curtains and two toner cartridges for our photocopier. Oh, I forgot to mention a foot pedal for our electric guitar at church and two laptops for some “soon to be very happy” university students that attend our church.

Our suitcases were not the only things that were overstuffed. We returned to find our beautiful calico cat has a protruding stomach. Yes, Mish is pregnant and Prit is happy. If you read my previous blog post about Mish, you’ll know that Prit is the cat lover. Brunel (one of our church leaders) took one look at her and said, “There’s three kittens in there.” How does he do that? I told him I would be sending one his way once they are born. He smiled and nodded his approval. All Haitians are happy to get a cat so they can keep the rats at bay. (Yes, I said “rats.”)

We returned to find our jeep battery needed to be replaced (an expenditure we hadn’t counted on). Prit’s cell phone also died. How does that happen after spending less than a month in the States? I’m convinced there must be trolls or dwarfs working in some back room of the telephone company rubbing their hands in glee as they conspire as to how they can bleed more money out of us.

Of course, all these things we take in stride. It would be quite different if the generator broke down or the jeep no longer worked. Happy to say, the battery’s been replaced and Prit has a new number. I believe it’s #5 this year (we’ve lost count). We never remember our phone numbers by heart because they’re always changing!

Today is our son, Gabe’s, 26th birthday. Happy Birthday, Gabe! We wish we could be there to celebrate with you. We’re so proud of you. 26 years ago today, I was at Canapé Vert Hospital in Port-au-Prince, Haiti giving birth. The doctor induced labor and Gabe came quickly!

I’m sure glad I’m sitting here on this porch instead of in a maternity ward! At any rate, we’re celebrating life today – in all its forms.

Loose Ends

Loose-Ends-2We’re tying up loose ends here again as we get ready to fly to Ft. Lauderdale tomorrow. Then we’ll fly into Haiti early Wednesday morning. We had planned to fly back last Tuesday, but all flights into Cap-Haitian were booked. Because of this, we missed spending Easter with our church members.

It has been nice to spend this time with Prit’s parents, however. They gave up many years of Christmases, Thanksgivings, Easters and birthdays while we were on the field. Their sacrifice goes beyond imagination. Prit’s dad turned 85 in March and his mom will turn 84 this month! They’re still going strong and are some of our staunchest supporters.

This will be a short trip to Haiti this time. We will return on May 1. Our daughter, Deborah, is graduating from Shepherd University in West Virginia and we’ll be there to help her celebrate four years of hard work. Yay! We’re so proud of you, Deb!

Ok, back to packing. Let’s see how much I can stuff into my suitcase!