It is mind boggling the effect one week can have on your life. I just got home from picking up Taco Time (my favorite fast food restaurant)! A woman that ordered after me started freaking out and yelling at the staff that their service was horrible. They apparently were not getting her food out to her fast enough. She started yelling at the staff a second time… “I am corporate! This is the worst service ever! Do you see my number 46? Where is my food?!” Lady, do you realize the world does not revolve around you? Who are you to treat someone like that? You should be personally thanking the staff because those are the people who contribute to your salary.
In early fall I planned on going on this Haiti mission trip because I had heard so many great stories from other people’s experiences. I wanted that! As time went along, Cholera outbreaks and political restlessness starting concerning my family, friends and eventually myself. I was ready to pull out of this trip at any point of time. I felt confused and stressed about the whole thing. Getting closer to the trip, Baby Doc decided to return to Haiti. Are you kidding me?! I became even more uneasy, but finally came to a point where I said, “Lord, I trust you and your plan for me.” I stopped trying to be a control freak and put my faith in him. I walked into the airport, got on the airplane and was out of control. It actually was a refreshing feeling. Arriving in Port Au Prince made me a little bit nervous, but still felt at peace. Once I got onto the small airplane headed to Pignon, every worry in my body had completely left. I was ready to experience this adventure to the full extent and it was not about ME anymore.
I am so glad that I put my trust in God and pushed my worries aside because it was the most amazing experience. Meeting people who have such pride in the little they have was definitely humbling. The kids themselves had a huge impact on me. They all were filled with such joy and excitement. The people were honored to have us present, when in reality it was more an honor to be in their presence. When walking in the orphanage all the children would immediately climb all over you. Nobody wants to be left out…everyone wants to be loved. Before you know it, you are carrying 3+ kids! Clean water is so essential to these precious lives and we take it all for granted. We get upset when we have to park far away and walk to a local bar. We can’t stand waiting on other people to “serve” us. There are women and children that walk miles and MILES just to get clean water and then carry the 5 gallon bucket on their head. I ask how can they physically do it? Because they NEED to. Life can no longer be about what makes ME comfortable, but how God wants to use me.
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