Meet Alexia – by:Stephanie Tyrna

Monday,
January 25, 2010.

6:30am. Time to wake up. The ten of us
quietly shuffle around the orphanage getting ready to head into Haiti
for
another day of helping out. The smell of apple cinnamon and maple brown
sugar
oatmeal hit your nose as you step outside the church. These few minutes
in the
morning are really the only quiet times we ever have to ourselves. I
look
around as my teammates are quietly eating oatmeal, reading their bibles,
doing
devotionals, and preparing for the day.

We head out around 7am. As we cross the
DR and Haitian borders, we normally rent two security guards for the
day.
However, today the DR president is heading into Haiti and there is only
one
security guard that we can buy. His name is Alexia. He hops into the
back of
the truck with us as we continue on our way to Fond Parisien, the
hospital/church we have been helping out at.

 

As we arrive to Fond Parisien, we are
all assigned different tasks. Sara Choe and I are placed in the hospital
helping the doctors with patients. There are over 100 patients that have
arrived today. Meanwhile, Ashley and Aaron have their own mission to
spend
around $5,000 to buy food and supplies that can be given away. So, off
they go
with Alexia in the truck to make some border runs to get rice, beans,
and
whatever else they can find.

When Ashley and Aaron return from their
mission around 4pm we come to find out the story of Alexia…

Aaron said that Alexia spoke English (which
none of us knew) and told Aaron that he looked sad. Aaron told Alexia
that he wasn’t
sad, he was just tired. And then Aaron asked Alexia why he
seemed to
look upset. Alexia then replied and told Aaron that he had lost his
entire
family in the earthquake. He was the only one who survived and the only
thing
he has is the uniform on his back. He told Aaron that he did not know
what he
was going to do and what his future held. He said that he now feels
obligated
to go to school to become a doctor so he can help people.

When I heard of this on our truck ride
home that evening, I was torn up. I slowly started to crumble inside. No
wonder
he wasn’t laughing with us earlier. No wonder he was upset!  Ugh.
I cannot even imagine. The thought of
losing my entire family, not knowing what my future holds and somehow
managing
to work all at the same time is just beyond me. What do you say to
someone like
this? There are simply just no words… 

This is the story of Alexia.

He is not the only one with a story
like this. There are thousands upon thousands of Haitians without homes,
families, jobs, stability, a sense of security or a known future at
this
very moment.

Please keep these refugees in your
prayers. And when you pray, pray specifically for Alexia who is one of
the many
amidst the devastated and brokenhearted.

Lord, I lift up Alexia to you. I pray
for His mind and for his heart. I pray that You will protect his mind
and his
heart during this time. I pray that You will take captive every thought
of his.
I pray against all fear and against the things that he has seen in the
name of
Jesus Christ. I pray that Alexia finds YOU amidst his loss and
brokenness. I
pray that He realizes that You are the one true God and what may seem
like
complete devastation and brokenness, you can turn into greatness. I pray
that he
holds on to You. May he find security, hope, love, peace and joy in You
and
only You. Please pour Your favor onto Him. Bless him as he makes
decisions that
point to his future and what that may become. I thank You so much that
we were
able to meet Alexia and hear his story. And that we are now able to pray
specific prayers and intercede on his behalf. I thank You that we now
have
warriors warring on his behalf for his salvation and the rest of his
time here
on earth. Thank You Lord. We love You so much. In Your holy and
magnificent
name we pray. *Amen.*