Friend,
As I look over the cornfields of Nebraska, whether I’m working, chatting with a friend, or doing homework (which is usually the case)- my heart often wanders. It wanders to South Dakota where I’ve spent significant time with Native American people and playing with the children there during summer nights at camp. It ventures to Guatemala where approximately 52 girls, some orphans or abandoned, and who have known the hardships and realities of life, spent a week teaching me the meaning of joy. Now it goes out to the place where it all began. I think often of beautiful Haitian people living in the Dominican Republic. They live separated from society as they don’t look Dominican. Many left Haiti in hopes of finding a better life for them and their families. Others are Dominican born, but carry the traits of Haitian family who traveled across the border years before. No matter when and how they came to be where they are, many of them still face poverty and find themselves lost in a country that cares about the way the look and who they belong to. I remember my first experience there, the beginning of many mission’s experience to come, and I’m ready to return and do what I can to love them, help them, and share the truth of Christ. …show more content…
While we are there, we will be helping to teach children, aiding and preparing for the church’s annual conference, and help with building projects as Pastor Jean’s church is working to put a church building of their own on land they were able to purchase through Haitian
As I look over the cornfields of Nebraska, whether I’m working, chatting with a friend, or doing homework (which is usually the case)- my heart often wanders. It wanders to South Dakota where I’ve spent significant time with Native American people and playing with the children there during summer nights at camp. It ventures to Guatemala where approximately 52 girls, some orphans or abandoned, and who have known the hardships and realities of life, spent a week teaching me the meaning of joy. Now it goes out to the place where it all began. I think often of beautiful Haitian people living in the Dominican Republic. They live separated from society as they don’t look Dominican. Many left Haiti in hopes of finding a better life for them and their families. Others are Dominican born, but carry the traits of Haitian family who traveled across the border years before. No matter when and how they came to be where they are, many of them still face poverty and find themselves lost in a country that cares about the way the look and who they belong to. I remember my first experience there, the beginning of many mission’s experience to come, and I’m ready to return and do what I can to love them, help them, and share the truth of Christ. …show more content…
While we are there, we will be helping to teach children, aiding and preparing for the church’s annual conference, and help with building projects as Pastor Jean’s church is working to put a church building of their own on land they were able to purchase through Haitian