Clean up continues

My first patient on Monday was a former witch doctor. Two years previously he went into a coma. For three days he laid motionless barely breathing. He said he knew what was going on and was praying to God. On the third day, thinking he was dead they brought the casket and loaded him into the hurse. On the way to the cemetery the casket began to shake. When they opened it to investigate he sat straight up and began praising the Lord. This was his turning point. He renounced Voodoo and surrendered his life to the Lord.

His family was very upset because Voodoo was his main source of income. They tried to convince him to still see patients. Surely, God did not want them to starve. His response “NO! I now serve the Lord and will not turn back to my old ways. God will take care of our every need.”

What impacted me most from his story is that no one is so far lost that Jesus’ blood cannot cover his sins. “For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” John 3:16

         This was a very busy week. I got my trees all planted, for the third time. J They are in the ground, and have made it 5 days without being eaten. We are going to plants some veggies in between the trees. Might as well use the space until the trees get bigger.

 My crew for milking the goats has been faithful. The kids really enjoy doing this with me! I think I’m going to try to make cheese this week.

         We are continuing to cut trees from Isaac. Monday a crew came in with parts for our chain saw. Another missionary brought us new chain saw. I guess it is the biggest you can get, or the best brand. I don’t know much about chain saws, but the guys are really excited. The Haitian have never seen one work before. I made the mistake of telling Don and Ken I am really good at running a wood splitter. Ken said here is an ax. I should have clarified Hydraulic. 

We had a long week of continuing to clean up after Isaac. For a needed break we took the whole orphanage to the beach saturday. We loaded up everyone except the littlest in a truck, van, and SUV. The insides of the vehicles were packed and still we had the back of the truck full and the top of the van. Then we traveled an hour to go to the free Methodist’s private beach.

It was beautiful! The kids loved it! We had a wonderful morning of splashing and swimming. The water is so clear and blue. The sun dances off it like glass. The little ones stayed close to shore to splash and make sand forts. The older ones ventured out into deeper waters for games, King of the Coral and Marco-Polo. It was a good thing I brought my first aid kit because the coral is very sharp. I had quite the line up of patients. One poor girl stepped onto a spiny coral and had many slivers in her foot.

It was very special to have Francis with us!
He has grown up at EGO, and struggles with
Autism and Seizures. Please Pray for him this week!

 We had sent Ken and Jaclyn for pop and peanut butter for lunch. Two hours later we called them to investigate where they were. Stuck in a roadblock for an hour they were just getting to Saint Marc. We also discovered they had the keys to the other van with them, so we couldn’t get the bread out to snack on. Not a single kid complained though. We passed the time with prayer and singing and then they went and played in the water longer. 2pm the guys arrived safely back with the much-needed keys and peanut butter.