Friday, June 20, 2008

Day 4 - Friday













Tyler tampingMason collecting fertilizer
Mike Fred and JohnNaptime
pick and shovel work
Loading Rocks at River ChurchFred Shoveling
Me - done for a whileMe - tamping the dirt
Becky and Maria on pick and shovel
Lunch where River Church is now Worshiping


Dear Lord,

Please bless our work here. We are so insignificant against the great crush of need here. Lord, these people have only Christ as their hope, because there is none in this world. Amen.
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I tried to post this prayer before we left this morning, but it did not go. I am writing more now.
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The past two days were merely warm-ups to get our muscles stretched and our bodies acclimated to the heat. Today we went to a new church site, and with pick and shovel and 40-pound tampers, we moved dirt piles into the concrete sections of the foundation. Several of us were involved in selecting rocks of the right size - 5 to 10 pounds and loading them into wheelbarrows. I think we moved over six bucket loaders full of dirt. Four were dumped there while we were there, and we moved a bunch more before. My twenty years of sendentary work were obvious, but none of us could keep up with the Haitians working beside us. We were working directly in the blazing sun, and used up twice as much water as on previous days. We rested in the shade of an acacia bush. These things are quite well-armored with thorns -- thorns that easily pierce sneaker soles, and soles of leather shoes. We invested some time removing these from our shoes. Some now have strange rashes showing up (not heat rash).

Today Mason went with Bruce into Port de Paix, and attended a meeting where they made up 2/3rds of the white people there. The poverty level, access to water, and tourism in Haiti were discussed there. Lots of people know Bruce, Mason says. Bruce noted it was a productive meeting because his improvement programs are being written into Haiti's strategic plan. Mason was chosen to go because of his knowledge of French and rapidly increasing Creole vocabulary.

Mason and Kester are spending a lot of time talking to the kids, and being friends to them. All the kids got into a soccer game. Kester today noticed one of the kids who was helping to build his church had blisters on his hands, and got a pair of gloves that would fit him. Maria worked like a fiend today, inspiring some of the Haitians to redouble their efforts to make it clear that a mere girl could not keep up with them. You go girl! You know, I keep using the word kids here, but we brought with us young people who know how to show their love of God to others and who know how to work. I am so thankful to have been able to see them on action. They are not kids any more!

We finished up the work day by planting a pair of Adelia crasopanthia palm trees. There are 29 of these trees left in the wild. They are only found in Haiti. Bruce is trying to bring them back. We made sure the kids were involved in their planting. In one of the pictures above, you see Mason collecting fertilizer for the palms. They will remember and want to see them when they come back.
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From Pat M: Christien, Wendy and Kiernan - we miss you very much. Thank you for responding to Sandi's message so quickly Xtien. The hard work here is very satisfying. About sixty per cent of the Haitians are on the verge of starvation, and the greater percentage may be on the verge of starvation of the soul. I think we are making a difference both ways.

Kiernan, Pap pap - Kisseroo number four. Looking forward to having bumbleberry pie and ice cream with you. Love you!
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Supper last night was meatloaf, mashed potatoes and corn. Peach shortcake was for dessert. Absolutely delightful, again. We can feel our bodies soaking up this nourishment after being worked beyond our norms.
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Tomorrow we will go to Myett, the church that DPC sponsored, and put on a door and some concrete steps. An easy day!

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hello Everyone -
I get tired just reading about what you are doing! I am in the process of getting my house in order for my trip to visit family in Georgia. As I go through the days, my thoughts are with you. You are always on my mind. I am so proud of all you are doing to make a difference in the lives of the people of Haiti.
Take care - Love ~ Jane

Anonymous said...

Dear Team: Thank you for the wonderful news from today. You all are making a difference in God's kingdom. Please take care of yourselves.


May God renew your strength. Soak in God's love and grace tonight as you rest. Remember that you are near to our hearts. We continue to pray.

In Christ, Deborah

Anonymous said...

Hello Denbighites,

I'm exhausted just reading about your strenuous schedule today!

What a blessing you all are to the people of Haiti. Everything you do, no matter how small you think it is, is helping improve their lives.

I think about you all day and go to the computer several times to see if anything new is posted, even though I know you are working during the day.

I wish you well and God bless you!

Iris Lewis said...

Dear Friends, what an amazing day you have had today. In your words of description I can feel the love and compassion flowing from deep within your souls to the the many eyes looking back at you. As we often sing "Open our eyes Lord, we want to see Jesus.."...He truly has and you are. Rest well and stay safe.

Today was another glorious day in Virginia. Bob and I walked the boardwalk at Yorktown this evening, and although we arrived too late to hear the band play, there was much activity. Young or old, no one seemed in a hurry to leave. We tried to stop into Baskin and Robbins to let your co-workers know that you are doing fine, Mason, but business was brisk and it didn't seem a good time. We'll be back. Today also, Alicia and others attended the funeral of their school friend Chad. A very difficult time and especially so for the Moore family as Stu and Chad were best friends. Sheila and Steve are standing close by their son during this difficult time. As I sit here writing to you, the smell of smoke from the fires in the Dismal Swamp becomes more pungent. I must get up and close the windows now. If only the solutions for people of Haiti could be as easy as getting up and closing a window. Sweet dreams to all. Hugs, Iris

Anonymous said...

Glad to hear Maria is feeling better

Anonymous said...

Dear friends,

Have been catching up on your last couple of days' activities and it's really given me a good opportunity to reflect on how lucky we all are. When we look at our spring / summer activities, baseball, soccer, swimming, beaches, and then read about what the Haitians are living with (and without) everyday, it really makes you realize how much we take for granted here.

I am so blessed to count all of you amoung my friends and I'm EXTREMELY PROUD of the spirit from our young friends of DPC. I've always known you all were "good kids", but remembering some of you(Mason & Kester) come down the aisle as toddlers for the moment with the children, and then reading about you now through your words in this blog is really touching. I can only hope (and will encourage) more of our youth of the church read this as well and are inspired by your love and spirit.

You are all missed and prayed for each day...

Love,Randi Davenport

Anonymous said...

Ok - so I checked my emails after I sent my last note, and had received the following joke! After learning about what "expert" painters we now have on board at DPC, I just had to share it with you all...


A Scottish tradesman, a painter called Jack, was very interested in making extra money where he could. So he often would thin down his paint to make it go a wee bit further. As it happened, he got away with this for some time. Eventually the Presbyterian Church decided to do a big restoration job on one of their biggest churches.

Jack put in a painting bid, and because his price was so competitive, he got the job. And so he set to, with a right good will, erecting the trestles and putting up the planks and buying the paint and thinning it down with the turpentine.

Well, Jack was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly done, when suddenly there was a horrendous clap of thunder. The sky opened, and rain poured down, washing the thin paint from all over the church and knocking Jack fair off the scaffold to land on the lawn.

Now, Jack was no fool. He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty, so he fell on his knees and cried, "Oh, God! Forgive me! What should I do?"

From the thunder, a mighty voice spoke: "Repaint! Repaint! And thin no more!"