It's a bit surreal to think that just a couple days ago, I was in Haiti. It's nearly impossible to find words that sum up such an incredible week. A picture may be worth a thousand words, but I think an experience is worth a million.
For the seven days we lived in the village of Oban, Haiti, time was slow as molasses- the days were sticky and hot- but we were able to absorb every single moment. These are the good days. These seven days were some of my favorite I've ever had.
So full of love, my heart wants to burst!
So full of joy and hope and happiness. So many smiles and laughs.
Joy came in the morning, as each day was a
new one to look forward to.
And distractions were few
and prayer was abundant and Jesus' presence
was all about us.
Which it is always,
but sometimes we just need to stop
and be still and recognize
His carefully crafted handiwork.
Our family was not only our extraordinary team, but our brothers and sisters that we got to meet for the very first time when we visited the schools each day.
We taught them new words,
and they taught us new words.
But His word captured us all.