I'm sorry this update is a little out-of-date. I'm back in the States for a month trying to juggle work, weddings, and everything else that has piled up on my need-to-do list...like write a blog update on the mobile clinic. :)
Thursday afternoon Steve, Kate, and I said sad goodbyes to the ones of our group staying behind to man the mission and we, along with several Haitians, started the rugged ride down the mountain to Ti Goave. Our rig was full to the brim with people, backpacks, and lots of supplies that made for some tight seating places, but we had so much fun laughing and talking with the Haitians all the way, it definitely made for a joyride. :)
|Pictures never do justice, but this can help you imagine some of the view we enjoyed on our way. :)|
|The excitement drew down quite a crowd that had already been gathered at our destination, and with the pull of the bobcat and the push of a host of Haitian helpers, they made a smooth move putting the vehicle back in its place.|
|Kate (above) and Mis Joseline (below) shared a consultation room where they very patiently consulted most of the 250 patients that came through over the weekend!|
That night all the guys slept in the first couple dorms, and Kate and I slept with all the Haitian ladies in the other two dorms, spreading out our blankets on the cement floor and piling in for the night. Well, we did slumber some that night, and it was its own kind of party, but not exactly what I think of when I think of a slumber party.
There was another service at 5:30 that evening, so after we filed the last patients through for the day, we ate some food, closed up, and took a little hike to a Pastor's house where they let us shower and clean up for the evening.
|I made a mistake of taking mostly video footage of the weekend, so unfortunately I don't have very many good pictures. Above, you can see the people gathering for the evening service held right next to the building where we worked and slept.|
As the service went on and we lost ourselves singing our hearts out with all those Haitians, it gave me a very small, but very stirring glimpse of how awesome it will be to stand before God someday with Christians from every tribe and nation, singing, shouting, and dancing for joy before HIM, for what HE has done for all of us!
Several different Pastors preached that night, and as the singing started up again, one Pastor asked who was going to come and be saved. Quite a few people went forward. I heard that forty were born again over the weekend. But that night one young lady went forward and when Steve and the Pastors laid hands on her to pray, she started throwing herself around uncontrollably. She was demon possessed.
The excitement showed in the increasingly fervent singing as everyone started standing up on the benches to see what was happening. It took half a dozen men to contain her, and carry her down into one of the dorms where a group of Christians continued praying for her there to be delivered. They were all still in there praying after the service ended. I met up with a couple of the girls' friends who told me that she had told them the day before that she didn't want to get saved 'cause she wasn't ready to yet.
After that I joined Steve and Kate in the dorm where several Pastors and a group of earnest Haitian Christians were still fighting in prayer against the demons still controlling the girl. The Christians linked arms and formed a circle around her, and the demon would throw the girl against them to try to escape. Pastor spoke with the demons and they told him their names, and where they were from. It was all so real.
One of the young Christian men who was leading the praying and singing asked if there was anyone in the room who had any sin in their lives. My prayer was, "God, free me from my self!" I just saw so clearly how I only had as much power against Satan as I had been living in obedience to God, dying to my own self and living as a sacrifice… It was a challenging time of searching our own hearts.
We continued praying in one corner of the room while Pastor Levy and others prayed with her in the other corner, and she was finally delivered! I didn't get to see her after that though 'cause Pastor Levy said she was physically exhausted and thought we should all head off to bed right away.
There was much more that went on that night. We all saw the real power of Satan, and some felt personally attacked by that demonic power, but we were never afraid. Though we know we're personally powerless against Satan's power, we know that God has won the victory over him already, and we witnessed His power and victory that night!
Sunday morning we had a very lively, refreshing church service in the local church there, really close by. Again, we all sensed the power and reality of God and left with very full hearts and minds.
We left just before church finished and walked back up to the dorms to start packing up the clinic, but not in time before church let out and a rush of people decided this was their last chance to get any medical help for a long time! We ended up seeing probably between 30 and 40 people, but thankfully none of them were seriously ill and mostly just needed a vitamin or worm med. :)
So we did manage to stuff everything and everyone back into the vehicle and wind our way home! We had some very good talks on our way back, and sometimes very funny exchanges as our tired bodies tried operating under our more tired minds…or vice-versa, I can't even remember. :) But we did make it home late Sunday night and were quite happy (though none were as happy as Steve and his cute little wife to be together again;) to rejoin the rest of the team! They had had their own set of stressful excitement running the mission short-staffed, with two births, lots of bandages, and all kinds of other things. They were troopers!
I'd say this update is long enough to make up for me not having to do it the whole time I'm gone! :) God bless you all! Please remember to pray for us and especially for the girl I wrote about...