So Haiti is like a nice little paradise that no one knows about. We lived on a beach with the locals and it was a lot of fun. We lived with no electricity, and used a well for water. In America I would have complained, but while living with less, I enjoyed life more. For example it’s customary for you to wake up when the sun begins to rise, which takes place at exactly 5 o’clock every morning. Usually you will arise to a rooster, dog, goat, donkey, or some other creature making noises, but if not, Haitians tend to be loud outspoken people no matter what time of day it is. 


So I arose each morning to this view, and was able to not only spend some time with the Lord, but also visibly thank him for everything. 

       

While working with the Haitians, we got to learn about the cultural norms like in Haiti, if you’re hungry, you should look up in the trees for food. 

My favorite were quenaps, they would climb the tree to get them down for us. 
    

Here’s a closer look of the amazingness of quenaps. ( sounds like que-nips) 
                       
Ok so in Gran Goave, most of the people lived in the mountains, forestry area, and simply around the area. But on Wednesday, and Saturday, they would all come together to sell their produce and what not. It was a pretty chaotic site! 
And I don’t know how they did it, but to carry things to the market the women would carry the supplies and produce on their heads. She was the nurse apparently
And a daily ritual for us was to make juice. It’s a juice that can only be made from Haiti. It takes a whole lot of muscle, but the juice is amazing. The two fruits we used to make the juice is found below. One is a lime called citron, and the other is a name in creole that I can’t remember, but reminds me of passion fruit. The lady with me in the picture was the main cook. Her name is Marieve, and she was a whole lot of fun to cook with. 
        
 
When we weren’t building, we got to play with the orphans, 


And teach them English
 
Overall in spite of all the things that people in Haiti have experienced, they have a heart that is thirsty to learn; learn about the Lord, about the world, and even learn English. A lot of Haitians wanted to practice the little English they knew, so that they can better understand the language. Whenever they received aide they were grateful, and whenever asked a question about the Lord they delivered stunning testimonies of faith. 

I came to Haiti expecting to deliver aide, and deliver the word of God, but instead I learned that God has a bigger hand in all things. I came to Haiti with expectations, but realized along the way that the Lord has already webbed together what he wants done. I guess I’m finally seeing how big God really is, and how much he truly plays a hand in our lives.Â