First week :)

Hey! Sorry for taking a few days before writing! It’s been a crazy start. We are here though! Wow…what a beginning. First flight got delayed so we had to run to catch the other two. We were relieved when we finally landed, until we realized nobody was there to pick us up!! With a million Haitians around and very few people who even spoke our language, we were needless to say freaking out. After a frantic call home, our ride finally showed. First two days..Culture shock to the max!! The ride from the airport made us realize how real this all was. And as we met everyone inside the compound and got nestled into our no electricity, ant/mosquito-infested room, it became even more evident that this was not going to be a vacation.
After our first day, our emotions were opposite of anything we imagined. We woke up at five am, helped prepare breakfast for thirty people-different relief teams stay with us each week, camping in the yard-, and headed to a local church to help with a medical clinic. Here we helped in ways we definitely were not qualified for. Walking patients we could barely talk to to different doctors in the blistering heat took a huge toll on us. Not to mention the horrific injuries we witnessed while there. Thousands of victims of the earthquake have yet to be treated, even four months later. We were already physically and emotionally exhausted. Three hours into the first day, we were thinking of every possible excuse to catch the next plane home.
The faithfulness of our Lord completely renewed us by the next morning. We already have seen the amazing power of prayer. After updating everyone online asking for prayer, we went from a ridiculously hot night of no sleep and many tears to one with fans cooling us thanks to electricity this particular house hadn’t seen in six years. We slept incredible that night and were completely ready spiritually and physically for the next day. This kind of peace could only have come from God. It is obvious we will have a million emotions and thoughts over the next sixty days, but we now know the Lord will provide. Scripture is encouraging both of us in ways we have never experienced. Reading the Word of God is no longer an option for us. We now realize how much we need it and how alive it is. Our love for the people of Haiti grows more and more as we interact with them. We’ve already learned a few phrases in Kreyol!
Sorry we don’t have any pictures yet! I wish we could share with you some sights that words can’t describe. Two days ago we went to downtown Port-au-Prince, the part always shown on the news that was most affected by the earthquake. We saw buildings completely to the ground, and some ready to fall at any moment. One building pointed out to us still was thought to have various bodies under the rubble.
Today was awesome. This morning we went to Alex’s House-an orphanage in memory of my Haitian friend that I *Jordan* met last year in the Dominican Republic. Alex died in the earthquake and his friends, our translators, are now running the orphanage. They have church on Sunday mornings and we were blessed to join them today. The fourteen children there are given the most the boys can offer them, which wouldn’t seem like much if you saw it, but compared to the rest of Haiti is incredible. After church we got a huge treat that wont come often. Haitians don’t work on Sunday so we took the day with our two new teams to go to the beach! You should be jealous cause it was amazing! We snorkeled and everything, as well as taught some of the locals how to throw softball.
Tonight was even more of a blessing. Our bus broke down in the middle of town, about a ten minute drive from home. As we gathered to pray for safety, we sensed that God was going to use this somehow to glorify himself. About thirty minutes later, we were singing worship songs in English with a very smart little girl and playing with the kids. Just goofing off, our friend from Texas started break dancing in the middle of the street. Probably not the wisest decision, but he quickly drew a large crowd of laughing Haitians. Another group member saw this as a witnessing opportunity and brought out an evangecube. With the help of a translator, he went through the gospel with all the people. They asked a lot of questions and one of them was given the cube to share his faith with others. What a blessing! Broken down bus led to breakdancing led to gospel! Sweet night!
Tomorrow the work starts again, please be in prayer for us. We’ll try to update at least once a week, but the internet is in high demand here.