Departure Day...

Departure day was hard for more than the obvious reasons.  I have come to love the country of Haiti and its people.  It was hard to leave after all that our team experienced together.  This was the most raw day of ministry for me personally.  We needed to leave for the airport around 10:30 AM but we had 10 cases of Feed My Starving Children meals and decided to deliver them to one of the many tent cities in Haiti.

This tent city was less than one block from the guest house and the whole distribution took less than 10 minutes.  We packed them in separate bags and bundled them with some clothing and other personal hygiene items.  We were warned ahead of time that this group could be a little aggressive as they are well aware there is never enough to go around...a sad reality that Haiti is all to familiar with.  As we pulled in it didn't take long for those living there to come running.  We tried to hand deliver them directly to homes to ensure that people did not get multiple bags.  It quickly turned into lots of words exchanged which I did not understand, arms grabbing at the bags, some team members simple had to surrender the bags to the crowds as safety became their primary concern, there were disappointed eyes from those that did not receive anything.  There never seems to be enough...

At first I was frustrated and critical at how aggressive the people became, but I quickly came to the realization that if it were I ....

I would do just about anything to...

Care for my family

To feed my family

To clothe my family

To protect my family

These are people living in desperate conditions with little hope of conditions improving anytime soon... We have resources and we can make a difference...one life at a time.  The question is will we do it?


Michael