Good times in the neighborhood.

Every week as we split into groups and go evangelizing, you just never know what adventures await...
Jaques, one super guy in our group, felt we were supposed to walk down to a little river about a 5 minute walk from our house.  There, he had a picture in his mind of a specific house he felt we were to approach, and God told him there was one sick person living there.
So, as it's done in Haiti, we just made our way into the peoples' yard through a flimsy tin gate and were greeted by a handful of little kiddos playing in outside.  They asked us into their open air, cinderblock  home, and there was the sick man that God had told Jaques about.  We prayed for him.  Nothing crazy happened... but that's just the way it works.  Sometimes God chooses to heal immediately, sometimes it's later, sometimes the people just need to know they are loved, sometimes they just need to know God sees them.  We can't really know, but it's just so beautiful to see God lead us to specific people.

After finishing there, we walked along the river and just went into various homes, talking and praying with people.  Haiti is a beautiful country.  For realzies.  There are mountains surrounding the river, with the hot Haitian sky beaming in the brilliantly bright blue skies.  The little valley that the river flows through is breezy and wonderful. For the most part, people are hospitable and glad to have you come in their home. Yesterday we only encountered one home where the people were very resistant. 

But, my favorite funny story of the day is as follows....
There was a pregnant woman living with her husband and 4 children in one particular house.  We talked and found out that she was having some difficulties in her pregnancy, and she is 6 months pregnant.  The woman goes back and forth between Haiti and Fort Lauderdale, and was sure to inform us that Fort Lauderdale is bad... Haiti is good.  :)   I asked her if we could lay hands on her stomach.  To my utmost surprise, she WHIPS off her shirt (wearing no bra of course), and then told us to go ahead!  All a tiny bit shocked, held in any laughs that were surfacing... laid hands on the precious person and prayed for her and her bebe. 

Haiti is a lovely place.  The stories are never ending. 


Come visit and you will understand... :)