Hello all,
Well, February is upon us, and we are all settled back into our life here in Haiti. This past weekend we went to the beach, it was wonderful!
Then this week hit us pretty hard. Our water pump broke and we spent two days without water. Last night when Carl amazingly got the pump fixed, we all gratefully took showers, so thankful for the slightly murky water pumped directly from our well to our tank and trickling down into our house.
Water is so precious! I didn't even have my normal worries about bacteria or the cockroaches that crawl in our pipes and burst out at the worst moments, I just wanted to be clean and to be able to clean my kids and do wash.
I really want to draw attention to this post by Tara Porter-Livesay, another missionary here in Haiti:
http://livesayhaiti.blogspot.com/2013/02/you-say-you-care-about-poor.html?spref=fb
I haven't been lugging my camera back and forth to the orphanage this trip. I haven't been documenting the crazy amounts of bugs or the neighbors throwing rocks and brandishing machetes in the street or the number of voodoo ceremonies we hear. I haven't been doing this anymore because at first, everything was shiny and different and new, but now, this is our life.
When we get no rain and are suffocating in the clouds of dust, we are suffocating along with our neighbors and friends here. When it rains, we run outside to feel the cool relief along with everyone else. When roadblocks keep us from getting gas and we can't run the generator, well, our neighbors have no generator.
This is our life now, and we just hope that we can live it well and make as much of a difference as we can in the time given to us to live here, and that we can allow Haiti to teach our family all of the lessons we need learn.
Well, February is upon us, and we are all settled back into our life here in Haiti. This past weekend we went to the beach, it was wonderful!
Then this week hit us pretty hard. Our water pump broke and we spent two days without water. Last night when Carl amazingly got the pump fixed, we all gratefully took showers, so thankful for the slightly murky water pumped directly from our well to our tank and trickling down into our house.
Water is so precious! I didn't even have my normal worries about bacteria or the cockroaches that crawl in our pipes and burst out at the worst moments, I just wanted to be clean and to be able to clean my kids and do wash.
I really want to draw attention to this post by Tara Porter-Livesay, another missionary here in Haiti:
http://livesayhaiti.blogspot.com/2013/02/you-say-you-care-about-poor.html?spref=fb
"You say you care about the poor.
Then tell me, what are their names?"
Gustavo Gutierrez
I haven't been lugging my camera back and forth to the orphanage this trip. I haven't been documenting the crazy amounts of bugs or the neighbors throwing rocks and brandishing machetes in the street or the number of voodoo ceremonies we hear. I haven't been doing this anymore because at first, everything was shiny and different and new, but now, this is our life.
When we get no rain and are suffocating in the clouds of dust, we are suffocating along with our neighbors and friends here. When it rains, we run outside to feel the cool relief along with everyone else. When roadblocks keep us from getting gas and we can't run the generator, well, our neighbors have no generator.
This is our life now, and we just hope that we can live it well and make as much of a difference as we can in the time given to us to live here, and that we can allow Haiti to teach our family all of the lessons we need learn.
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