03/21/2018
21 March
It is difficult to describe the people on LaGonave Island and the experiences and feelings that are common to those of us who have made the journey. As I was surfing the web for information, I found a journal entry of a missioner that aptly and sincerely reflects the sights and emotions many of us have shared. I share these memories with you as food for thought as you begin your day.
'[Our discussions with the pastor include] ... construction, uniforms, food for lunch which in many cases is the only meal a child may have that day, wages for the teachers and staff who may walk 1-2 miles each morning to get to school, clean water, toilets, educational materials, and the action of caring Christians. Seeing the needs of these people up close and personal and knowing the magnitude of the work that lays ahead was at times overwhelming. Despite the challenges that these communities live with everyday the heartfelt prayers and blessings that they bestowed upon me and the team reminded me that with God’s help anything is possible. Each visit touched my heart in ways that will remain with me the rest of my life especially when the children sang and welcomed me with a song they had learned in English expressing their happiness to see me. There are not enough words in English, French, or Creole to convey my gratitude to them for accepting me with open arms. I am deeply humbled.
A simple pair of glasses are an astonishing gift.
These communities are rich in faith and trust. They trust that we will guide them to a better future for their children. Much progress has occurred ibefore my arrival-much more remains after it. The challenges on the island of La Gonave are perplexing. There are no roads only dirt and rocks. There are no cars only travel by foot, donkey, or by motorcycle if one is fortunate. There is no running water only wells dug by hand through rock reaching 100-400 feet below ground or those in communities fortunate to have had a drilled well. There is no electricity only generators that run a few hours a day on gasoline that is brought up the mountain from the mainland at over $5.00 per gallon. There are no jobs on La Gonave the unemployment rate is 95%. Life in Haiti is difficult. Life on the island of La Gonave-unimaginable. You have to see it for yourself in order to comprehend it.
My part of this mission continues to make itself known to me. I know that arriving back to the states I have much research to do for ways to positively help. I will continue to pray for the pastor as he wears many hats for the people of his community. He is an angel sent by God-a person who is determined to make a difference. Not only a pastor, but a father, counselor, friend, accountant, doctor, city planner-he is the tie that binds this community together. He needs our continual prayers. He needs our unrelenting help. He told me, “Haiti is two countries in one country.” My eyes and my heart are now open to his passionate message. The island of La Gonave has been forsaken by the government and mainland. It should not be forsaken by us.
Soon, my feet will be touching US soil. My soul however, remains in La Gonave "