Before I provide an update on our day, I have to extend a warm thank you to a master mind Hanover computer science man (Philip) who has kept us connected. Without him these wouldn’t be possible.
We began our day with a Tap Tap ride to Mother Teresa’s. Mother Teresa’s houses and treats children with HIV, AIDS, and Tuberculosis. It’s a very clean, organized and loving place. Our goal… Hold children who desperately need love and physical touch.
We prayed together in the street before entering. Ones heart can’t ever be prepared enough for the ache it feels or ones eyes prepared for the despair seen, or ears ready for the need heard. We didn’t even enter the exterior gate before the sound of crying children met our ears. In the room, our eyes tried to make sense of the rows of cribs. There was one room with children less than a year and another with toddlers. Some sat while others were lying. Some cried and others were still. But each looked up, waiting for that opportunity to be held and maybe go outside. “Vini” we said… “Come” as we began consoling, reaching out with palms up and fighting back the only emotion that seemed to be available in such a situation. We held a child or two. Trying to reach out to as many as possible in a short time. It’s a powerful place. One that can’t be described or understood unless you’ve visited. Another opportunity to use our most powerful gift of Christ’s love and the human touch that brings such great comfort. An opportunity to serve ” the least of these” that Christ speaks of in Matthew 25:40.
We later traveled to the Baptist Mission which is further up the mountain where we had cooler air and beautiful views. We shared an American meal together with our security guards and translators. A rare treat for them. One translator commented that if his friends knew he was eating pizza they would say he is rich. Ever feel rich when you eat pizza?
We also met the beautiful American couple that started the mission. It was 1946. They wed there in 1948. Raised three sons in Haiti; and buried their youngest. Taught the very primitive people how to effectively terrace farm the mountainside. A technique they were told wouldn’t work, but we gazed out over 1000s of acres of this technique from our lunch table. Four generations of Haitians they have lived with… now a spry 88 years old and a lovely bride of 65 years. He hasn’t been in Sports Illustrated, featured in Fortune Magazine, watched on CNN or prime time. He didn’t have any rings or awards. No million dollar contracts. But I felt like I met a Rock Star. I was certainly star struck. This is a man that responded as Samuel did “Here I am Lord.” and “Speak, your servant is listening.” (1 Samuel 3). It’s what Christ intends…selfless service to further the Kingdom.
“In the same way let your light shine before men, that they may see your deeds and praise your Father in heaven.” -Matthew 5:16
“But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven where moth and rust do not destroy and thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
… We praise you O Lord!