I hate to complain but there is something strange about us. We'll sit in a group and a question will be asked. "What was your best memory of today?" And I'm shocked how long we will wait until someone will speak. It's almost like we are NOT going to cooperate with this. But then all of these memories come exploding out. Mission trips are like this - so full of stories.
Everybody went different directions today. Wayne went to Port-Au-Prince with Matt Strom shopping for equipment with Willem. Our team at the clinic saw over 200 people today. One older man who walked 2 hours had such ragged shoes and a swollen leg, that we gave him a new set of Crocs. It was like he had won the lottery. Jay Hooper visited a math class and watched how they solved an advanced problem that took three chalkboards - advanced stuff, even by Champaign standards. The computer room today went from a disorganized mess to an impressive digital lab with two purple tables. Bryan watched as a chemistry class solved a "decomposition reaction" and then converted its numbers from grams to moles.
When people think of Haiti they think of a festering hopeless mess. It's a place people warn you not to visit. They haven't been here. The conditions are rough in places. But it's beautiful. The people are guarded and sometimes appear to be way down. But there is a warmth and a genius in these people. Their potential is like a coiled spring waiting to be released if only they had the opportunity. I think we are all grateful as a team that we are doing something to help set these people free.
Pastor Wayne and the team
A few photos from the day today:
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| Selling lunch outside of the clinic. |
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Students loving to get their hands on the new laptops.
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Willem Charles at work (the director of the mission).
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A trip to Port Au Prince.
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| A church in Port Au Prince. |
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David, well, being David!
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| Josh got to ride on the truck down the mountain. |
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