“God is big in the small things.” –Courtney Pierce

Hey Blogosphere!

I am blogging in the morning because I leave today for Beauchamp, and I won’t be back until Thursday.  I was just going to skip Tuesday, but I decided I’d miss you guys too much.  :P  I am happy to say that I am feeling 100% again—besides the slight cold I have…who would have thought you could get a cold in weather like this?  Sleeping for practically two days straight seemed to do the trick.

The Great Ice Cream Adventure

On Friday, we packed the bus full of Americans and Haitians alike to go on a road trip for ice cream!  When you’ve been living in a microwave for a month and haven’t had any dairy products besides goat milk (bleck), you start to crave ice cream like crazy.  AKA: We were all pretty darn excited.  The ice cream place was about an hour away in Port du Paix.  When we got there… they had no ice cream.  No.  Ice cream.  Let’s just say we were disappointed ß the Understatement of the Year Award.  On the way back, Anna said, “Wouldn’t it be funny if we passed an ice cream man!?”  We laughed a little, but were still a little bit on the depressed side.  All of a sudden, I heard everyone start getting excited.  I thought, “The only reason anyone should be getting excited is if we found ice cream…” I looked out the window, and as sure as God loves us, there was an ice cream man.  Seriously.  A street vendor with a little machine on wheels that made soft serve strawberry ice cream.  Ice cream is even more delicious when you have given up hope and suddenly it is given to you.

The Big Fish and Other Unbelievable Stories

On Saturday, all the interns drove around two hours to La Baie to visit Grant and Natasha, the two missionaries who live there.  Apparently Grant is quite the fisherman and he caught a gigantic fish for us to have a fish fry.  (There are pictures and a huge lunch with leftover fish to prove his Big Fish Story, for the non-believers).  Anyway, we also got to take a little motorboat to the private beach a little ways from the mission site.  It was a lot of fun.  Mostly I built a sandcastle with some of the Haitian boys that were with us and buried them in the sand, but I did go in the water for a little bit.  Grant had brought goggles, so I took a pair and went underwater.  Wow!  You would never know how many fish are swimming around your feet that close to shore.  It was beautiful.

A New Group, A New Adventure

On Sunday, new groups arrived!  I am with a church called FCC who has partnered with another church in the city to do the Neighbors Project in Mayette.  You have no idea how stoked I am!  We leave today for Salines Mayette to visit the orphanage and then will stay in Beauchamp.  Tomorrow we will start going hut to hut giving surveys.  I can’t wait to tell you more in detail about what we will be doing on Friday after we get back!

Creole lesson:

“Gade zwazo k'ap vole nan syèl la: yo pa plante, yo pa fè rekòt, yo pa sere anyen nan galata. Men, Papa nou ki nan syèl la ba yo manje. Eske nou pa vo pi plis pase zwazo yo?” -Matye 6:26

^“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” –Matthew 6:26

Yesterday, my part of my group wanted to do Grocery Ministries.  Basically, if I haven’t written about it before, we go into the market and fill up bags with a week’s worth of groceries and a Creole Bible.  Then we go to random houses and give them the gift of food and God’s Word.  We talk to each family and get to know them a little bit and then pray with them.  One woman wanted us to pray for her because she didn’t have enough “things.”  Emily, the intern that joined us, thought of this passage immediately and asked the interpreter to read it for her in Creole.  So now I’m sharing it with you.

Love you guys,

Ti Blanc