so my computer broke hahahaha 1st month. Sorry its been a little hard blogging but here's a little somthin
and sorry bunch of mispelled words
This is crazy after our millionth hour bus ride to Haiti I finally get out of the bus and i feel a heaviness and I automatically feel uncomfortable.
I start thinking to myself, “This place is dangerous.”
There is so much going on so much hurt and pain here our contact Ricardo picks us up in a truck thats gated on the sides and open on the top.
we have a three hour drive to our destination and during that three hours there were moments i wanted to cry because of what i saw.
It's not like i had never traveled before and i was going through some culture shock. No, it was different.
The air was heavy and dirty, so much so that it was hard to breath. There is so much dirt in the air that when you take a picture you can see the little particles of dirt everywhere.
There is garbage everywhere giving off an unpleasant odor, my filth is beginning to smell like roses compared to what we smell now and the huts(well, more like tents or sticks and tarps) are on top of each other and there are thousands of them, if not more.
One of the girls I'm with named Monique tells us that inside these large camps are so many diseases and illnesses that it would be a risk for us to even to walk around in the camps. All i could think was “what are we possibly going to do to help these people. we cant possibly even put a dent in this. These people need so much help.”
There is tons of construction going on and the streets are loud and chaotic there are people,cars,trucks, and bikes everywhere.
The streets are filled, no stop lights, no speed limits, just unpaved road. there are street lights so its very dark and again the air is so polluted theres a thick layer around us all.
Hopelessness seems to consume me every night at home in buffalo before i go into the house at night i'll look up and stair at the stars and thank God for his love.
The funny thing is is that no matter how many times i have seen those stars I'm always still so amazed by how beautiful they are and how bright they shine.
So here i was in the middle of haiti and i look up expecting to see nothing but smog but instead i see the brightest stars I've ever seen and i see the constellations perfectly.
The stars always shine even in the darkest of areas where you think they wouldn't. Even when the sky is washed in a deep fog of dust and dirt they have yet to dim there bright lights.
They continue to shine even brighter then before.
Jesus shines even when it seems impossible. His love is a bright light in the darkest of nights he's a bright light shining down on the which craft that’s practiced here in Haiti, in the poverty that ruins, in the sickness that kills, and even in the natural disasters that devastate.
he's here shining and he will continue to shine but not just here in haiti, everywhere, in my life, in your life, in your families life.
no matter the darkness, he will always be with us providing the light for us to keep going.
