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Tom, the United Methodist Volunteers in Mission Coordinator for Haiti, just explained to Laura and I that Carrefour, where we will be for the remainder of the week is poor and dirty, even by Hatian standards. Yet, in the midst of this, I can sense God's movement through the United Methodist School there. I am excited about what we will find in the vibrance of life there. Each of us on this trip will create four jobs for Hatians. So, our presence here does make a difference, no matter how little we accomplish.
One of the real differences between Haiti and Texas is population density. Houston or Dallas never rise above 10,000 people per square mile. All of Haiti's cities surpass this level. Making matters worse, no fewer than eight hundred thousand people remain living in tent cities. Many estimates place that number still over one million. The need is staggering.
We witnessed these tent cities everywhere. Again, it is simply impossible to overstate the challenges facing Haiti. I feel so blessed to be here. God uses the supposedly simple to shame the supposedly wise!
Because, in the midst of this mess, God's creative power is working to bring hope to the lost and salvation to those who despair. Lord, transform me into and instrument of your grace and an ambassador of you love. Move my mind to new ways of thinking, bend my will to thine. Show me your movement in this place Lord. Let me see your face in those I have come to serve in your holy and precious name.

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  1. UnknownJune 13, 2011 at 8:22 PM

    Thank you so much for your post. I am glad to hear you are both allright, and even more overjoyed to hear your prayer. Love, Jodi

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