Welcome to the Gospel to Haiti Clinic Blog!
We are located in the beautiful mountainous terrain of rural southern Haiti, and our clinic serves its small community in many ways. These pictures and comments are about individual people whose lives we have been able to touch in some way. Look through the compassionate eyes of Christ, and pray for them...
I was struck by the profoundness of this poem the other week when Donny read it in devotions. Little things can have a huge impact on the world! It could be just a smile to brighten someone's day... or a word fitly spoken to cheer someone on their way. Or on the flipside, we could ruin someone's day if we have a sour attitude. Yes, we have an influence on the people around us! Will I be able to look back at the end of the day with joy or sorrow because of my actions and attitudes to those my life has touched??
a sunset on the trail
Life in the clinic continues... some days are easy; and some, not so easy. The weather has changed. Cooler air brings an over abundance of children and adults in with coughs and colds and fevers.
Rachel & Ellamae
And time brings more change... Our dear faithful teammate, Mis Ellamae, is gone. She was a huge blessing to the patients and a very supportive coworker! But, the time came for her to leave. We bid adieu and she went back to the land of snow flurries and warm fuzzy blankets. "We miss you, Ellamae! God be with you and bless you as you follow His will and move on from here."
Kayla and Ellamae with big smiles after a stressful birth
I apologize for the silence on this blog for the last few weeks. Just so you know, we are still here and covet your prayers as we continue on in the work. =)
My heart is over whelmed as I try to put my thoughts into words. Almost two weeks ago, we had a patient come in who was in severe respiratory distress. A young 25 year old man, who had a lived a very undesirable life. He had ruined himself so young. He was rough, tough, one you wouldn't want to mess with. He was brought to our clinic with a very short life expectancy.
How would Jesus reach into a life like his? My flesh wanted to run the other way and hide but my heart wanted to give the love of Christ. Everyone left him. No one wanted to take responsibility and care for him. We were left to sort everything out. Where was his family? Where was someone who truly cared?
My heart ached as we spent hours beside his bed sharing Christ, praying, and singing with him. The spiritual battle was strong. You could feel the rage between darkness and light. The young man fought on. He was fighting to hold on. Fighting to not die. He was scared. He didn't want to give up life. He would ask …
Where do I start? My week has had a
lot of ups and downs; hurts, joys, miracles and sorrows. Things I don’t know
what to do with, but God does and that is what matters! Monday morning dawned early with a knock at
the gate around 5:30am…. A lady in labor. And it’s my turn! J She had already made lots
of progress in her labor before coming to us and I expected the baby to be born
in the next several hours, but she was a 1st time mom so you never
quite know. I had noticed some variability in the baby’s heart rate but nothing
to major so I just kept monitoring it. She
labored, but not hard, throughout the day. She was making slow progress; in the
evening I thought the baby was about to come but, oh not yet. I left her for
the night with instructions to come call use when they needed us. A knock never
came in the night, though I thought and dreamt about her. So I made my way down
around 6-6:30am, baby’s heart rate was really good but he still wasn’t making his
appearance. I came ba…
"A hurricane is coming! It's name is Matthew!". Such was the neighborhood talk leading up to the storm this week. Everyone wondered if the blans (whites) knew just how bad this one would be and just when it would arrive. Walking to clinic on Monday morning, we wondered what our day was going to be like. We thought either we would have a really big day, or else small. To our delight, it was the latter! We had 13 patients who braved the light rain and wind. By early afternoon the street was quiet. Everyone had gone to their houses to try to stay warm and dry. The Hurricane didn't start with all of its furry until around midnight on Monday night. Around that time, the wind and rain started to really pick up speed. I can't find the words that I want to describe to you what all happened in the next 24 hrs. Alyssa, Rachel and I mopped up water, and more water. The tin on the one corner of the house started to make a rather odd noise, so we alerted the guys and they soo…