As often happens in Haiti, we exercise our flexibility muscle as our plan for the day changed at the breakfast table. The water truck was out of service, but there was a good chance it would be repaired quickly. We stared our day at the home for sick and dying babies. Moms, Dads and even grandparents were there to visit with their little ones. As we entered the various rooms their were still many cribs with filled with God's precious little ones needing to be loved. We quickly stepped in to serve alongside the sisters. After a few moments our interpreter shared that the sisters would like to have a couple of people wash windows. Since our team was settled in, we leaders went to task along with Valery to wash windows. It was a good reminder for me to serve wherever needed.
We received a call that the water truck was fixed and met the guys in Cite Soleil. I never seem to get tired of seeing children run toward the tap tap, struggling to be the first one picked up once the door opens. The team dove in working the water hose, moving buckets and loving on the people. We toured Hope Church and sang with the children there and were then serenaded by one of the children. Justin Bieber music is alive in well in Haiti. What a treat to hear the sound of song in this place that many only see despair. God is in Cite Soleil and we are building a house for people to know him better.
