My bags are partially packed, my first of the month bills
are paid and my passport lies on top of my waist belt. I am ready. At least I
think I am.
I sit in bed and ponder what it is going to be like going
back to a land that stole my heart 12 months ago. I have heard the stories of
how the Lord is moving down there and have a deep excitement to experience the
Holy Spirit’s power.
I wonder how this trip will change my life. I wonder what
the Lord is going to show me when I am down there. I wonder how the vision He
has given me will shift with the opportunities He is providing me.
My mind is in a million different places.
I keep wondering
if I have all my ducks in a row.
But deep down I know none of that will matter
the second I step off the plane in Port-Au-Prince on Saturday morning. I know
that none of that will matter the second I lock eyes with a child who is in
need. I know none of that will matter the second I feel God prompting me to
give all my food to someone who has none. I know none if it will matter because
God is bigger than it all and He is in control! PRAISE THE LORD THAT HE IS IN
CONTROL!!!
There is nothing I can do for the Haitians. My friend who
just got back from Haiti says, “God is doing just fine down there, He doesn’t
need us.” And its true. God doesn’t need me, but He will use me if I am
willing.
“Here I am Lord, send me”
I travel to Haiti on Saturday and expect nothing more than
to have my world completely rocked over the next 11 days.
