Haiti Hit Hard and Still Suffering

I have taken the liberty to include a few pictures from some of the websites that I will mention below. I hope you will still take the time to look at the links listed to view other photos and read the personal accounts of those who have been there. I believe that these accounts will stir your emotions and fill your heart with a sense of believing in the goodness of others and the power of God.

One after another they came in a short period of time. First there was Fay, then Tropical Storm Gustav, then Tropical Storm Hannah, and the last devastation by Hurricane Ike all in a matter of a month. The Haitians barely had time to regroup or recover from each surge of disaster. It is a very real possibility that they will be hit with more.

I have heard from Saint-Victor of MSMBH a couple of times by email and also had a chance to talk with Actionnel of OFCB a few days before Hurricane Ike arrived in Texas. The primary thing they could share was that people were sick, starving and dying everywhere, every single day, and the water just kept coming and coming. Both Pastors have taken several families into their homes and are relying on the help of God and others to bring some relief.

As of today, there is still no clean running water. The roads between Gonaives and Bayonnais have been washed out or covered in debris in many areas. Even the bridge in Bayonnais was significantly damaged by floodwaters. Most of the farming crops have been destroyed as well as the majority of the livestock.

There was, however, one amazing blessing that came to Bayonnais and that was literally delivered by helicopter with God's grace and the efforts of many to coordinate the huge task of trying to take food, water, and medical supplies to the thousands who were very ill and starving in the community of Bayonnais .

The following is a list of websites to read the heartwarming stories told by different missionaries and see the happy faces of those who were blessed to receive. The first is the OFCB website at http://www.ofcbministries.org/ Click the links on the left of the screen for the Newsletters and the Pictures. There are three great postings by David Nichols regarding the relief efforts. The next is the website of the Myers Park United Methodist Church in Charlotte, NC. Read about Rev. Kevin Wright and how he managed to coordinate the fantastic mission to get supplies to Bayonnais by clicking on this link:

http://i.b5z.net/i/u/696924/f/Cornerstones/2008Cornerstone09_24-all.pdf. After reading the front page of the article, scroll down to page three to read the rest of the story and see the picture of the helicopter. The actual website for Myers Park is http://www.mpumc.org/

The third is for the Doctors Without Borders and their efforts to bring help and relief to the suffering. Click on this link to the most recent news: http://doctorswithoutborders.org/news/article.cfm?id=3104&msource=ADN080901E01 which explains what they are doing in many areas of Haiti. The actual website is: http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/ These doctors are truly God's angels who go to Haiti and other countries to offer their services for a good cause.

There are many websites and other organizations that have their hearts in Haiti and have been helping for years. Of course, Bayonnais is closest to my heart but I have personally seen and experienced the dire living conditions in other towns and cities of Haiti and know that it is only so much worse now than before.

If anyone is interested in helping with the community of Bayonnais (and also with Gonaives where many lives are closely related to Bayonnais), then please check out the OFCB website for the information on how you can help. The South Mecklenburg Presbyterian Church in Charlotte, N.C. has set up a U.S. account for the OFCB ministries and will forward all funds to Pastor Actionnel. The Myers Park United Methodist Church is also raising funds for Flood Relief.
At this time I am unable to reach Pastor Saint-Victor and know that he does not have the ability to set up an account for MSMBH as of yet; muchless, get to a city where one can be opened. I can only pray that the blessings that are received in Bayonnais will be shared by all. Saint-Victor said that as far as he knew, my kids were okay but, as we know now, they are all suffering. Keep the people of Haiti in your prayers.

Here in Texas, the coast was slammed pretty hard by Hurricane Ike. The islands of Galveston and Bolivar were hit the hardest and the pictures are very similar to what we are seeing in Haiti. Here in the Houston and surrounding areas, there are many families without homes, power, food or water. I know that other states were affected as well as the huge storm moved up through the eastern part of Texas and on up through the northeastern areas of the U.S. Ike truly was a merciless Hurricane.

This photo is of the only house left standing on the Gulf Coast side of Gilchrist, TX, which is part of the Bolivar Peninsula across from Galveston Island.

There are millions of souls who have serious needs so please help whenever and wherever you can. God's Blessings to all.

It's Not Over Until God Says So

From the day I left Haiti on December 10th of 2007 until now, I have spent many days and nights thinking, crying, and praying for the children I left behind and all the people who still live and suffer there. I know that God is much greater than I am and He has His own plans but he has also put it on my heart not to give up. Alone, I can do nothing; but with Him, I can do all things. Each day I have to keep believing in Him. Each time I feel my faith starting to fade, I have to talk to God out loud and ask Him to show me the way.

Of the three men that I worked with, only Saint-Victor remains and is doing all he can to continue the vision for the ministry. He has kept me posted on the happenings of the church, the school and especially the children. Since the American sponsors were no longer able to continue supporting the ministry, the name has been officially changed from Modene Murphy Ministries (MMM) to Mont Sinai Ministries of Bayonnais in Haiti (MSMBH). Saint-Victor took the steps to complete his courses and in May was officially ordained as a Pastor. He is still leading worship services and more people have come to accept Christ.

The school continued to operate for the full year and for the first time ever, the students were able to take their National Exams in Bayonnais at the campus of OFCB, rather than having to travel to Gonaives. For many years, the students had to endure the additional stress of finding a way to get to Gonaives, had to find lodging, and also be separated from their home and family for several days. This was a huge blessing for everyone!

Saint-Victor said that out of 50 students in the ninth grade who took the exams, ALL of them passed! Out of 12 students in the 6th grade, 9 of them passed. We have been praising God for their success. It was a joyful day for many. The school will open their doors again in September and the students are eager to start again.

As for the children...my dear children...they are living hard lives, as are most Haitians. Saint-Victor said he recently saw Angeline and her hair was red (which is a sign of malnutrition) and she had lost a lot of weight. He also saw Jeemy-Ska but said he seemed to be happy. He always was a happy soul. :)

Of the eleven children that were living in the orphanage, all will be returning to school this year. I will be sending the funds tomorrow to cover the costs of the new uniforms, their school supplies, their tuition, and other necessities like socks and underwear. A dear friend added $100.00 to the funds. (God Bless you, Rene!) I wish I could be there again for their first day back to school and take another picture of their beautiful smiles. This is how they looked last year. Angeline had a doctor's appt. that day which is why she was not in uniform.

For nearly eight months now I have continued to pray and ask God to please give me some direction and clarity as to what to do and how to do it. I wonder if it it is His will for me to continue working with this ministry or is it my own desire to make a difference? Can one woman in America and one Pastor in Haiti really do this? Prayer is my biggest strength and God has all the answers. I have been waiting for Him to reveal what I need to know.

Today I went to church asking all the questions. Today, I believe He spoke to my heart. The songs of praise and worship were awesome. The sermon was perfect. It was on the topic of WORRY! Just what all of us need to hear and be reminded of. So many wonderful things were said. We watched an incredible video of a family's struggle to deal with the critical illness of their son. Their courage to share their struggles and pain truly humbled me. The strength they showed when talking about their faith moved me to tears. The most amazing message I received from the entire experience was something I have heard all my life but today it really hit me like it was the first time. The message was that God really is a loving and powerful God. "Do not worry, I am here. With me, all things are possible." I want to hold on to what I experienced at that very moment. Thank you, God, for this day! Amen.

Farewell to Haiti...the final word

It is with a very sad heart that I am posting this last blog. There had been some miscommunication regarding the status of the children and MMM as a whole. As of today, I have received word that the orphanage is officially closed and the children have been placed with other siblings or extended family members. Their living conditions are not good and their futures look grim.

From what I have been told, the twins, Cardina and Cadjina, have returned home with their mother. The family says they cry and call for me often. Aquel is with an aunt. Fenelson is with a cousin. Marc-Antoine is with a cousin. Alicia is with an Aunt. Noula is with a brother. Ismalene is with a brother and Angeline is with a sister. Smith is with an aunt and his brother, Jeemy-Ska, is being cared for by a grandmother. I am sad that the brothers have been separated and more sad that all the children are apart. I can only hope that they still get to see each other either in school or just passing by.

Due to the dissension among the three men, Saint-Victor Sejour, Lucner Saint-Louis and Valentin Silvestre; along with the lack of funding from the sponsors in the U.S., the ministry as we knew it, has disbanded. The church and school are still in operation under the direction of Saint-Victor. Lucner has started a business in Gonaives to support his family of four. Valentin is now holding Sunday services in a home near the orphanage. Julius, our beloved watchman, went to seek employment with OFCB. He will be a true blessing there. No mention was made of the cook or housekeeper.

I have no way of contacting any of the children and can only rely on the eyes and ears of those who may come across them or any information regarding them. I know that God has the master plan for each one of their souls and can only pray that He keep them safe and healthy. I will miss the children deeply as well as the community of Bayonnais. I will miss the scenic mountain view and the spoken language of Creole (Krayol). I still hope to one day be in a position to continue my mission for the children and to follow through with the plan to improve the road conditions. Farewell to Haiti; farewell to my brothers and sisters in Christ. I will forever remember you. My heart is with you in spirit.

This is how I want to remember my children. Beautiful and happy. I can still hear the joyous laughter of each child and that spirit will carry me through until we meet again.

It is my prayer that the three men find it in their hearts to make peace with each other as well as with the other founders, Actionnel, Dimilsaint, and Firmen, of OFCB.

I truly believe that it will take heartfelt apologies, sincere forgiveness, and unconditional love to heal the hurts and division among them all. I understand that this is very difficult in their culture. I know it will be a huge lesson in honesty, humility and faith for those who choose to do so. Only then, can they move forward in a loving and productive way. Only then, can the community truly come together as a whole. Only then, can they be living examples of what God has instructed us to do. Above all, I pray that Haiti, as a country, will one day soon be at peace. This is my prayer and I know that God has the final word. In His Name, Amen.

News Update - April 28th:

I received an email from Saint-Victor this morning to let me know that all of the children are still attending school and going to church on Sundays. That is wonderful news!!!! I am happy to know that they still get to see each other and spend time together. This will change over the summer but they will at least have contact and worship together on Sundays.

He also said that the Methodist church offered to help the children with their books and bags for next year, except for Aquel, because of his age. He did not mention tuition or uniforms so I am not certain about those.

If anyone is still interested in helping the children of Haiti, please contact me at VJPierce@gmail.com. I will get you in touch with the people in Haiti who can help. Thank you for viewing this blog and thank you for caring.

Love to all, Vicki Jean

The Last Few Days....

After being in a routine of posting on an average of two to three times a week while in Haiti, I find it incredible that two months have passed since my last posting. So much has happened since my return but that's another story to come later. For now, I will try to recap the last few days as best as I can.
First of all, had it not been for the love and support of the missions team from the First Baptist Church of Huntersville (FBCH), Saint-Victor, Julius, Actionnel, the OFCB staff, and Peter Daniel, I would not have made it through the weekend as well as I did. I appreciated the moments that I was given to express the many emotions I was feeling and trying to sort. Your words of encouragement always came at the right times. Those who physically participated in getting things organized and distributed in regards to my departure helped to lessen the stress and kept me grounded. My sincerest thanks to all of you!
The kids and I made the most of our time together. We did a lot of laughing, singing, dancing and being as silly as we could. We watched our favorite movies, read our favorite books and did some art work. Throughout the days on Friday and Saturday, I made a point to have alone time with each one of the kids. It was really special for all of us.
The kids were excited about the many great and fun things that the FBCH missions group brought for them, as well as the numerous things I distributed out of my room. We had fun re-arranging their rooms to allow for the additional furniture, boxes of useful stuff and other decorations.
The girls were thrilled to have a long table with a mirror for their grooming supplies and my sewing kit, the boys were happy about the table and lamp, Aquel cried when I gave him my tools, Marc Antoine was so excited to have the harmonica, and the little ones enjoyed the small plastic bowls and spent a lot of their time making mud pies and grass stew.
There was so much I had to give away that some of the kids just stood by my door waiting to see what I would come out with and wondering who would be the next recipient. Even the cook and housekeeper stood there a few times but it was not in vain. They received a few bags of clothes for themselves and their families. It was hectic for me, but fun to see the smiles.
On Saturday morning, the folks from FBCH came to the house to spend some time with the kids and get the grand tour. Scott Phillips and his wife, Carrie had made special blankets for each one of the children and they were very excited to have them. They were just beautiful!
Sunday was as hard as I knew it would be. The kids were disappointed that I did not attend church but it was my last chance to get the final packing done and have everything ready to go by the time Actionnel planned to pick me up and head out to Port Au Prince.
When our church was over, Saint-Victor and the older boys helped me take my suitcases out to the front porch and then I started my goodbyes. Just as I imagined, the kids did not fully grasp the reality of it until they saw the suitcases. I first picked up Jeemy-Ska and hugged him tight, told him I loved him, and would miss him very much. I kissed his cheek and set him down. Then, I turned to Noula and she began to cry. That started the ball (or rather, the bawl) rolling. One by one, they were shedding tears, the tears turned to sobs, and the sobs became loud wails. It was so very heartbreaking.
I had said my goodbyes to each one of the kids but I could not find Fenelson. It turned out that he was hiding in the boys room, under some blankets, on Jeemy-Ska's bed. He thought that if I did not say goodbye to him, then I couldn't leave. He said, "Please don't go! I don't want to lose my mother again!" Oh, my heart! Such a sweet little boy! The rest of the boys had gathered in the room and we had a huge cry-fest. After a while, I had to compose myself and go back to the girls.
They had all retreated to their room as well and were crying even harder. I thought Alicia was going to pass out, she was in such pain and could not catch her breath. It was all I could do to keep hugging the six girls, going from one to the other, and reassuring them of my love. I was especially moved by Ismalene because she rarely let me hug her and usually did not hug back. But, on this day, she would not let go. I finally had a breakthrough with her but it was our last day together. Even though I felt a bit of joy for Ismalene, it was still bittersweet.
Finally, it was time to go. The bus from OFCB had passed by with the missions group and Actionnel was parked by the gate with the two Scotts (Scott Phillips and Scott Howerton). I stood on the porch with all the crying kids, Saint-Victor and Julius. I looked out to the truck and no one was getting out. I looked at the men on the porch and no one was moving. The kids were crying louder. It seemed like an eternity but I finally picked up one bag and said, "Well, this is great. Everyone wants to help." I went to the truck and told the guys it would take a while because I was going to get one at a time. Both Scotts immediately jumped out of the truck and went towards the house. I looked and saw that the men and the boys were starting to pick up the suitcases. Together they managed to bring them in one trip. As they loaded up my bags into the back of the truck, a crowd had gathered because the kids were crying so hard and so loud it sounded like someone had just died. (It is a common sound when someone passes away. A large crowd gathers at the house of the dying and then the entire community knows when they have died by the sudden loud burst of screams, crying all at once, and then the wailing goes on for a long while). It was such an eerie sound coming from the kids and I felt like I was moving in slow motion. I took one last look at their faces and then we left. My heart was in pieces because I knew it was final. I could only pray that God would bless them and give them comfort.
My time in Haiti was, at times, pretty difficult but overall, truly a wonderful experience. I hope that one day I can go back and spend some time there with the kids and all the other people that I came to know and love. It will take me a while to process everything that I have learned and experienced but I know, even now, that I am not who I was when I got there last April. For that, I am very grateful.
So.....here are some great pictures to enjoy from our last week and weekend together. I will have another posting after this one so please stay tuned.
Alicia (left) and Ismalene (right) are making peanut butter cookies while Jina, (far left) Jeemy-Ska (next to Alicia), Marc Antoine, and the new cook, Amelia, look on. Fenelson is holding cookie package.
Fenelson wanted to do an advertisement for the desserts that we were making. He is such a ham! We made a cake for Jeemy-Ska's birthday since I would not be there on Jan. 2nd. We also made the cookies and some brownies so we could have a nice big celebration and because......why not? It was yummy!!!
Jeemy-Ska had just learned that we were having a Birthday party in his honor and that the cake was for him. Does he look happy or what? Ha!
Jeemy-Ska (partial), sweet Noula, Dina (being shy), and Angeline (caught in mid-blink mode). Noula and Angeline were proudly wearing some medallions that I won in a sports event years ago.
The whole gang getting ready to celebrate Jeemy-Ska's birthday. Such a little guy for six years old. From left to right: Noula, Jina, Angeline, Aquel, Jeemy-Ska, Alicia, Dina, and Fenelson. Behind the chair: Smith, Ismalene, and Marc Antoine. We had a great party!

The First Baptist Church of Huntersville (FBCH) Missions Team for Haiti (from left to right):
Mark Wunder, David Mashburn, Scott Howerton, Rita Mashburn, Jim Smith (behind Rita), Scott Phillips, Aaron Price, Ron and Kelli Price, Jenny and Chris Thompson. Just a wonderful group of loving Christians. It was a pleasure to spend time with you in Haiti.

Saint-Victor Sejour welcomes our visitors from FBCH and tells them about MMM, how it started, and what the hopes are for the future of the children.

Saint-Victor Sejour and Scott Phillips smile for the cameras.

The FBCH missions team and other locals. Scott is getting ready to present the blankets to each child.

Presenting Ismalene's blanket. Hers had pink cats in each circle. She is behind the blanket so you can't see the joy on her face. Aquel is in center, holding his new absolutely favorite blanket. The colors are red, white and black (notice what he is wearing?) AND...it has soccer balls on it!!! His most favorite game. Marbles come in a close second. Alicia is so tickled by her blanket. Her favorite movie is Dunston, the Orangutan (that's not the right name of the movie, I know) but she and the other kids called it 'The Monkey Film'. Her blanket just happened to have cute little monkeys on it.

Scott holding up Jeemy-Ska's blanket. It had fire trucks, police cars, coast guard helicopters, and rescue boats. He was so happy!

Just look at that sweet precious face. That's my baby!
With all the blankets distributed, we decided it was time to take a group shot of all the kids with their new gift.

The kids proudly holding their special blankets. Scott and Carrie Phillips did a great job picking out the perfect fabrics to match each child's personality with both prints and colors. They did an equally great job by putting these blankets together in time for the trip. Beautifully designed and so wonderfully soft!
Scott Phillips on left and Saint-Victor Sejour on right. I even had my very own special blanket to display. It was intended as a Christmas blanket but little did Scott and Carrie know that red Cardinals hold a special place in my heart because of my Grandmama. It was perfect!
Our last family group shot together. My beautiful children! God Bless them all.

As a final note, I have added two new links to my blog page on the left side. The first is for Peter Daniel's website. He is currently staying at OFCB with Actionnel and has the most interesting stories as well as videos you can watch about the happenings in Bayonnais. He plans to stay for five more months. From his web page you can find other links for several sites that pertain to Haiti. It is certainly worth your time to take a look and also a great way to increase your vocabulary. He is an excellent and creative writer as well as an artist. Check it out.
The second link is for the FBCH team and their stories and photos of the time they spent in Haiti. You can read about what their goals were for OFCB and what they managed to accomplish in the short time that they were there. They are such a fun group.
For those of you who took the time to read my blog today, I thank you for staying interested. Please pass the word on to others whose emails I don't have. I have a few more postings to do but real life is happening and requires my attention now. I will write again in a few days, I hope. :)
My love and thanks to all!

Three Days to Go...

Hard to believe but it really is coming to the end of my stay here in Bayonnais. For the past few days I have been scattered due to trying to figure out what to pack of the last of my possessions, what to give away, what to ignore and let them worry about, and still tending to the needs of the children. I was quite frustrated for a couple of days because it seemed that most everyone was more concerned about what I was going to be giving them rather then the fact that I am really leaving. It stung a little. I had some that were mad at me for giving one item to one child and not the other. Trying to get them to understand that I do not have eleven of everything I own did not seem to matter. I had some that scoffed at what I gave them and others who actually were very grateful and excited. I had visitors that came under the pretense to say goodbye only to inquire about some of my things in the very next breath. I even had a couple that demanded specific items. The number one requested item was my portable CD player that everyone has coveted since day one. I have decided it is going with me. Wouldn't want to be responsible for a civil war.
While working in my room I came across the very first group picture I ever saw of the kids. My heart jumped in my throat. I could not believe
the remarkable difference in these children in the near eight months I have been here. I wish Jeemy-Ska and Smith could have been in this photo but they were not there that day. Anyway, you can see for yourself how they looked back then. (Note: Aquel was hit in the head by a rock earlier in the day).

They really were a sad looking bunch back then. I am so grateful for every minute I spent here. It wasn't always fun or easy but it was definitely worth it.

I was anticipating the arrival of the group from Huntersville, North Carolina on Wednesday; which was delayed for another day and a half. They encountered problems with delayed planes in Charlotte, spent the night in Miami, and delayed luggage in Port Au Prince. Then, just when they were almost here in Bayonnais, the bus had a flat tire near my (not so) favorite spot. They arrived quite late last night.

I shared their frustration for different reasons. I was so ready for their company. Like them, I had hoped that we could have more quality time together, but as it was, everything was being rushed. I took time from my not-so-fun chore of packing to go to OFCB and say hello this afternoon. They were in the process of building new benches for the new school building. Wow! They were doing such a great job and the benches are fantastic! I know the kids will really appreciate the comfortable seats and the larger writing area. My praises to the builders. I should have taken more pictures but I was just so happy to see Rita, David, Scott and Jim again and we were all trying to catch up on each other. I was also very happy to meet the rest of the group. Having been isolated for a while, it was strange to hear English spoken the American way. Ha! I could have spent the day there but we all had obligations. They will be here tomorrow morning to bring wonderful things for the kids and the extra suitcases for me to pack with. Note to Carrie: the blankets are beautiful! Here are the few photos I had the presence of mind to take:

It may look like Scott and Jim are goofing off but I can assure you they were both pretty sweaty and grungy. They stopped long enough to take a quick break to say hello and then they were right back at it again. Those are some mighty fine benches, guys! Great job!

Right now the kids are happily watching the movie, Flicka, for the third time and it's almost over. Need to go and get them ready for bed. It's going to be a long and busy day tomorrow. I just hope my adrenaline slows down enough for a good night's sleep. Hope to post once more before leaving so stay tuned. My love to all!

The Hard Part is (almost) Over

I was unable to share the news with the kids on the day I had planned due to the lack of having a translator. My oldest child, Aquel, had been angry with me for over a week because of a discipline issue and his attitude and behavior became worse when he overheard the rumors. We had always had a pretty good relationship so this distance between us was very hard for me; especially in light of the new situation. I sensed that he knew and I could not stand going one more day without talking. So, I decided to tell him first, one-on-one. We went up to the school where it was dark and quiet. In my limited Creole, I told him the news. He broke down and cried so hard that I had to cry with him. More than a week's worth of hurt and stress came flooding out for both of us. I tried to explain that the decision had been made and that I would not be back in January. I assured him that I was not mad at him and that I loved him very much. I added that I would still like to stay in touch by letters if he would write back. This gave him a bit of comfort and he calmed down. He said in his best English, "Yes, I will write you and you can help me with my English."
We both talked and cried for the next half hour and ended with a better understanding between each other. He accepted the news and agreed to keep silent until we could tell the rest of the children.
The next day my plans were changed again because no one was available to translate. So, with the other older kids still being distant and the younger ones oblivious, but still very loving, I needed a break to regroup. I took Aquel with me for some alone time and we walked up to the market. He needed some sandals so I bought him a pair. Then we just walked around for a short time off the main road and up in the hills. We took some photos and shared stories with each other. We came back feeling close again and better than before we left.
Yesterday afternoon I finally had the opportunity. I strongly felt that the older children were already told about my leaving or overheard it because they refused to talk to me, they avoided eye contact, and most of the rules were ignored. (Bayonnais is a small community and word gets around fast). I was getting very frustrated because I knew that if they knew something, and I had not told them, they were probably thinking that I did not want them to know. So finally Saint-Victor was available for us to schedule a meeting with the kids and staff. We met with the staff first.
The Watchmen were already in the loop but the women weren't and they cried. I was touched by the tears of the cook because she has only been here a month. Although her cooking has room for improvement, she is very sweet and the kids really like her. To me, that counts.
We talked about the importance of continuing to give the children the best care, to give their full support to leaders of MMM, and to work hard to make this ministry work. I told them that I would do what I could from Texas. One by one they expressed their gratitude for my presence and said they would miss me very much. They all said that they would work extra hard to take care of the children. I hugged each one of them, which was awkward for them, because they are not big huggers. I didn't care, I will miss them too.
I was very anxious and nervous about facing the kids. So, we gathered in the living room, everyone in their own chairs, seated in a circle. I broke the news while Saint-Victor translated line-by-line. They just sat there and stared at me and looked at each other. Some of the older ones were smiling at each other. I was confused. I told Saint-Victor, I don't think they understand what I am saying to them. So he asked if they understood that I was leaving and would not be back. Then one of the younger girls said, "Oh, I thought Saint-Victor said he was leaving!" Everybody started laughing. We realized that Saint-Victor was saying exactly what I said in the first person. So, we asked again, and they just smiled and said, "Yeah, we understand." It was then that I knew for sure that they had been already been told. I was a little sad that they did not hear it from me first, but relieved because I felt that indifference or acceptance was better than eleven crying children.
Then I asked if anyone had any questions. The first question was, "Do we get to keep the television and the DVD player?" The next question was, "Can we have everything in your room that you don't take to Texas?" Of course I answered "Yes" to both and could see their eyes light up. Thanks kids, I'll miss you, too. Ha!
I guess, since they had already been told, they had time to process it for a few days. I know they don't really grasp what this means and probably won't until I officially leave the house with bags in hand. I told them that we have one more week together and I would like to spend it having fun with them. Later in the afternoon and evening, three of the kids came to me at separate times and said they would cry when I left. I told them I would, too, and that it was okay. They seemed to accept that, we hugged and tried to smile.
We had movie night last night and I gave Aquel some lessons on how to use the remotes for the TV and DVD player. He felt special with his new responsibility. It was good for his confidence.
We had a great evening and today was wonderful as well. Everyone has been happy and loving. We played some games, I baked cookies with the older girls, then I finally took the time to teach them how to play Croquette; which they really enjoyed. Since there are only six mallets and balls, I had them partner up and it was so cute to watch them be supportive of each other. I let them believe that everyone who made it to the end was a winner and they all had a great time. We played up in the school because we needed the shade but it really was too small. It worked out well though for the learning process. Next time they plan to use the soccer field when it's not so hot. It was 80 degrees in the shade
with very little wind today.
Even though I was having fun, I was a little stressed because I know I have a room full of stuff that still needs to be sorted and packed. I can only take two suitcases and two carry-ons. A missions group will be coming on Wednesday and someone is trying to coordinate getting my stuff to North Carolina via the ten travelers and then shipped to Texas. If I can't get it together, then I have to walk away from most of my things. It was my plan to take things (that weren't supposed to come here) back a little at a time over the next year. I really can't see how to get this done and also spend some quality time with the kids. Decisions, decisions....! I keep saying to myself, "It's just stuff!" I'm sure I will figure it out.
Anyway, the good news is, the kids are fine today. December 9th will be a different story when I leave on Sunday afternoon with the missions team to go to Port Au Prince. Our plane leaves the next morning.
I want to thank all of you who have been sending words of support and encouragement. I also want to thank you for your prayers. We have all been functioning with a sense of peace. I still have six more opportunities to say, "I'll do that tomorrow." :) For now, I will just enjoy the kids.










What a great group of kids! I have been blessed. I will enjoy every precious moment while I can.

Heartbreak in Haiti

Well, I have put this off for a couple of days because I wasn't sure how to write this blog. I will be leaving for Texas on December 10th on what was supposed to be my holiday break. Due to some unexpected and unfortunate circumstances, both here and back home in Texas, I will not be returning to Haiti. We received the final decision this past Sunday but it has taken me a couple of days to really process this new information. I am very, very sad and especially for the children. They have not been officially told by me but they were already upset about my leaving for the holidays. I plan to meet with them sometime tomorrow, so please keep them in your prayers. It is going to be extremely difficult for us all.
It was my plan to stay for two years, however, I was blessed to have almost eight months. The time passed very quickly, and it seems so short, but it is longer than most people stay. I am thankful that I had this opportunity and perhaps one day I will be able to return to Bayonnais. In my time here, I can see that my presence was useful and appreciated but more than that, I learned firsthand about the hardships of living here and have witnessed the faith and courage that the Haitians demonstrate each and every single day. It really is a hard life.
My sponsors will continue to seek ways to continue supporting the children and will try to find others who can assist MMM in providing the quality care that the children need.
I know that God has a reason and a better plan than I could ever come up with. If anyone would like to help in any way, please send me an email VJPierce@gmail.com and I can put you in touch with my sponsors. Thanks to everyone who stayed tuned and followed my adventures. This will not be my last posting as I intend to keep sharing until the end. My love to all.