HATS is a Little Piece of Heaven on Earth
This is my last blog for a little while. My vacation is coming to an end!! After nearly 5 weeks...
This is my last blog for a little while. My vacation is coming to an end!! After nearly 5 weeks...
Sunday evening Karen and I, accompanied by security guard Richard, spent an hour being tourists. We drove to Ti-Rivière which...
Oh me nerves! What ever happened to nice quiet relaxing Sundays? Sleep in, quiet time, leisurely breakfast, check the hockey...
We had a great start to the day with a 1 ½ hour walk northbound along the canal. As we...
It’s payday at HATS – not for me, I’m just doing this for the fun, the food and the fellowship....
This is my fourth trip to HATS in 2 years. All 15 of the kids that are here now, Joan and I met...
How on earth can I follow Keith’s blog of Monday “Nar bit ah blog today bye”? I had the best laugh...
There is a Newfie expression – “Nar bit ah weader today ‘bye”. A loose translation being: “Not a bit of...
It’s Sunday; so after church and a short road trip to Luckner’s store its party night! Vladimy was away over...
Last night the 4 older kids (JJ, Moise, Djemima and Leica) and I spent some time lying on the roof...
First thing I must say is thank you to Keith for doing such a good job on the blogs. I am...
WOW! That oil paint is more toxic than I had originally thought. Not only was I hearing Army bands I...
At 4:30 this morning I found my alarm clock. I think he would look very good on the Bar-BQ but...
It is always fun to get off the compound even for an hour. Today is garbage day so Eugene and...
Monday morning and a quick check of the Montreal, Yarmouth, Calgary, Kelowna, Springdale and Kabul weather reports gives more reasons...
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Culture shock for this Canadian team at first, but a ride through busy, vibrant streets proved terrifically interesting; busy markets, vendors selling exotic fruits, clothing and shoes, used tires and rusty metal… and then the gorgeous countryside: banana plants, mangoes, cows and goats and pigs and dogs, the Golfe de La Gonave by our side. Rice patties indicated we were close to our home for the next week. We were greeted by Magalie, a house mother, with hugs for all and, of course, the children themselves, so gorgeous and endearing. A beautiful meal was followed by a sharing of impressions: there is a lot of poverty but so much potential and hope. We are already in love with Haiti.
We’ve made a difference, I believe. Big stuff, little stuff; it all contributed to the greater good and that big picture: keeping HATS a surviving and thriving, safe haven for the children of Deschapelles, Haiti. And oh my, what children they are. As expected, it was tough to leave. There were tears, whispers, hugs and I’ll miss you’s. I learned that it gets easier (only a bit) for those who’ve done this a few times. As Bob says “I’m part of the furniture now. I don’t say ‘goodbye’, I say ‘see you later’.” Maybe that’s how you cope with leaving…you return. Once, five times, 10 times. However many. Guaranteed you’ll leave a different person than when you came in.
This is my first time traveling outside of Canada and I am proud to say it was for a mission trip. I have always wanted to go on one and see what it like in other parts of the world and do what I can to help out. Haiti is a terminus life change for me and how I look at things. Seeing these kids and how they have such a passion for each other and for us is truly inspiring. I look back to what I was like at that age and I don’t think I was half as kind or generous as they are. This morning we did devotions and as I was speaking about what an impact they had on me only in one day I started to tear up…it was very emotional to talk about.
I am so thankful to God for allowing me the opportunity to be here and experience his splendor. This day will forever be in my heart and mind. The scripture that resonates with me today is “…whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.” Matt 25:40. I am so happy I decided to come to HATS, this experience will stay with me for my life time.
It is our last day and there is always a certain amount of sadness and joy when we come to the end of a trip . We look forward to our homes and loved ones but there is a part of us that wants to stay and be near these dear dear children. They open their hearts and arms to you when you enter the front gate. They give you laughter and tears all week long and then they cry and hug you when they know you are going away. Being near that kind of unconditional love effects us all very deeply. So we leave part of our hearts here and promise to return.
I am going to try to explain why a trip to Haiti is life-changing. No-one can be thrown into a group of people who have the common purpose of doing something for someone less fortunate and not be changed in many ways. As with those I joined in each of the first four trips I made to HATS, my respect and affection for each of the team members grows daily. To those who wonder if your donations and prayers are actually making a difference, I will answer you in this way…there are about 300 children in front of me right now and some or many of them God will use in a great way to change the future face of Haiti and its people. YOU have helped make that possible — AND THAT, FOLKS — is a fact!
Such important work done with LOVE and commitment!
I had anticipated that I would enjoy spending time getting to know the children and being a part of Karen’s daily life in Haiti but I had not anticipated that it would capture my heart like it did. I will miss spending time with the children and Karen but I am hopeful that I’ll be able to see them all again in the not too distant future.
I am so thankful to Jesus for the opportunity to serve at HATS and to finally experience the great work that God is doing there. I look forward to seeing them all again when I visit next time.
The time has passed so quickly. We know what we’ve done this week is important and makes a difference here at Hands Across the Sea. But it’s easy in Haiti to feel that anything we do here is simply a drop in the ocean. So much need on so many different levels: political, organizational, educational, social, spiritual…But we remind ourselves that each individual life is of infinite value so changing the life of one child and one family is worth the effort.
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