The sun comes up early here, around 5:00. We headed out this morning for our first day of construction of “temporary” housing. I put temporary in quotations because for these people they will be their permanent home, at least until the next hurricane comes along. Honestly, most of us wouldn’t park our car in what they call home. It’s a 12×12 single room constructed of 2×4’s and a tin roof with a blue tarp for walls. The floors are dirt.
When we arrived at the first work site the local workers sized us up by our tool belts and assumed we must be experienced carpenters. They were wrong. For some reason they kept taking the hammer out of my hands and telling me to bring the wood. Actually I got to drive quite a few nails and so far still have all of my fingers intact. I even saw a tarantula! Spiders, why did it have to be spiders?
In all seriousness it was a great day. Some of the guys unpacked and stocked shelves with medical supplies in oppressive heat and humidity and the rest of us did construction. After we finished our first house we had a time of dedication. The family occupying the house gets a Bible in their native language, a blanket, and one small bag of hygiene supplies. We pray over the family and ask God to bless their home and that Jesus would be Lord in this place.
That’s really what this week is all about, being used by God to make Jesus Lord of Haiti. I led the devotional tonight and I reminded our team and the medical team from Indiana serving with us that God works mysteriously, but He never works accidentally. Even earthquakes can be used by God to draw people to Himself and change the eternal destiny of many. We were looking at Psalm 105, which recounts some of God’s activities for the nation of Israel. The psalm ends with these words, “All this happened so that they might keep His statuettes and obey His laws. Hallelujah!” (Psalm 105:45 HCSB)
Tonight we’re in Haiti, you’re in Raleigh/Durham or wherever, but all of us are on mission to make His name famous. It doesn’t get any better than that. Life is a mission trip Cross Culture. Life is a mission trip.
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