Two Months Later ...

Two months later, I find that my trip has extended itself far beyond the original two weeks. As I write this, I am sitting in another part of Port au Prince, acting as the temporary director of a children's rescue centre. While Dorothy, the amazing woman who runs this place, is getting some much needed rest in Florida, I am standing in as her replacement. With 29 kids within these walls and a staff of 10 assisting me, I manage the daily affairs of the house. Everything from washing dishes to running the generator to shopping to managing the health care needs of the kids ... A little bit of everything. And, what an adventure it is. Honestly, had I not spent the last two months working at our little makeshift hospital across town, this new assignment would be totally overwhelming.

Two months later, I have learned to never say "never" with God or in the country of Haiti. For the past few years, I have never had the desire or need to drive in this country and have been content traveling in the passanger seat or back of the truck. However this past week, I had to start driving ... My current job requires that I navigate a truck full of people through various parts of town, which is overwhelming at some moments and hilarious at others. Thankfully, we acquired a chauffeur to do the more extensive driving tasks. But once again, I find myself doing something that I said I would never do ... It is amazing to see how God prepares us for each task He places before us. And, He never gives us more than we can handle ... I just didn't realize I could handle all this.

Two months later, I have traveled through most corners of Port au Prince and have had the opportunity to visit with and serve people in some of the poorest areas of the city. Also, I have had the privilidge of working with a plethora of healthcare professionals from Canada, the US and Haiti, having learned something from every one of them along the way.

Two months later, I find myself craving a Ceasar Salad and an iced tea lemonade. I find myself drinking more soda than my dentist would like or appreciate ... And, I worry that my father will disown me as I am starting to appreciate the taste of Coke over Pepsi. And I still love the Haitian heat; finding air conditioners to be absurdly cold.

Two months later, the thought of saying goodbye to this place gets increasingly more difficult.