after Haiti

It only took 11 days.


Here I am sitting in Sola Cafe forever impacted by the Haitians, hands down the most life-changing week and a half of my life. God taught me so much in so little time. He showed me His goodness and His sweet nature daily, whether it was through the children, the sunset, or the love of my teammates.

I fell in love with the kids. We visited a few villages and I was amazed that each time children would come running out of their homes to play with us.

Children's home in Chambrun

Kids loved the camera

Windell, cutest child I've ever met

Sweet Haitian baby who loved my eyelashes

Other than hanging out with the kids at the children's home in Chambrun, we worked on some buildings on the compound at Nehemiah Vision Ministries. They are in the process of building two new children's homes that will house 64 kids altogether.

Sanding concrete walls with my best friend

We helped out with an ESL summer camp for the kids Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Monday. It was an awesome way to integrate my God-given passions into the missions work we were doing. I assisted with the learning activities for a day which was super fun. I hung out with the oldest group of campers (14+ year olds) which was out of my comfort zone; I ended up loving the sassy teenaged girls. It was so cool to see that they liked the same things I did (boys, clothes, Rihanna, etc.).

Lolika, too cute

All my ladies: Poo Poo, Stania, Maritzard, and Melissa

Berline was killing this photo shoot

On our last full day abroad we helped conduct a vision clinic in Onaville. We tested near and far vision and gave out glasses to the ones who needed them. We gave out 154 pairs of eyeglasses and saw 28 people cross over from death to life by the power of Jesus. HOW INCREDIBLE.

Running the focometer with a Haitian translator

We had time every night to worship and dive into Paul's epistles one by one. The Word of God is so powerful and I was constantly reminded of how important it is to eat it up daily. I couldn't have asked for a better team to serve with. I was so encouraged by everyone's hard work and hunger for the LORD; and beyond that, they were a blast.

The world became so small the minute I set foot in Chambrun. The thought of true poverty went from head to heart as I held starving children. For so long I forgot that people outside the United States existed. For so long I pictured God as an American God. Hearing Haitians and Americans praise God simultaneously in Creole and English gave me a taste of what Heaven will be like. It was amazing to see joy in genuine worship and reckless abandon as a church body.

God's calling me back to that special place, and He has big plans ahead.