Personal Narrative: Going To Haiti

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Going to Haiti last summer was something I didn’t really expect. The summer prior, I had worked at Tall Timbers, a summer camp, and fell in love; it was the best summer of my life. After working there, I was dead set on working there for every summer as long as I could. But even shortly after moving out and going home at the end of that summer, I remember lying in bed one night and having the thought, what if I had to give this up? What if I never get to work at Tall Timbers again? A huge knot formed in my stomach. I had no idea where that thought came from, but part of me knew it would be true. God was already starting to pry open my clinched hands. I tried to suppress the thought because I didn’t want it to be true, but it continued to sporadically …show more content…
We flew into mainland Haiti, but the village we go to, Sous A Philippe, is on a little island called La Gonave about 6 miles off of the mainland coast. So we took a 6 hour boat ride out on the bluest water I have ever seen. Arriving on the island was surreal. Seeing the village and the people for the first time was overwhelming. They greeted us with such warmth. The children know no stranger; they immediately ran up to us, took our hands, and started babbling on in Haitian creole (their native language), unaware that we had no idea what they are …show more content…
During that phone call, my brother told me that one of the summer staffers at Tall Timbers had to leave, so there was a full-time spot open for me when I came home. I was absolutely blown away. Right then and there I saw God’s provision. Because I was obedient, because I let go of something I thought was so important, he granted it back to me. Sometimes we think that God is punishing us by taking things away. But he is really calling us into humility. He is calling us to be humble enough to admit that we don't know everything and to submit to the perfect plan He has in store for us. It is not to punish us, but as a test of our faith and a way to show us His grace and

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