Beyond Myself
On February 8, I went on my first mission trip with my church. We returned home on the 14th. Now two weeks have flown by and Haiti is still in the forefront of my mind. Thomazeau is beautiful, the people, the sights, the mountains, and the sun! Even with all that is lacking there, you cannot deny the beauty. I woke up early every morning so I wouldn't miss the sunrise. Breathtaking. The first day was a travel day. We arrived to our location after dark. We unloaded the bus and had dinner. We were served a lot of different Haitian foods, there were only a couple of things I didn't try. One was a pickled salad, someone called it "shredded fire" and I knew I wouldn't be trying that. The other was the bright orange mangoes, they smelled delicious. Bummer, I'm allergic! The second day, we bagged up rice and beans for the people we would be seeing throughout the week. Then we loaded up, like the Haitians do, on the back of the trucks and went to the orphanage...