We had the second clinic on the third day. We had a little
more people than the day before, and it was just as amazing. I was able to say
a little something to a little girl who was waiting her turn. I told her she
was beautiful and she kind of cocked her head at me so I repeated myself. She
then smiled, so big, and nudged her mother and whispered to her. Her mother
smiled too. It was amazing seeing someone glum turn to excited in just a
second. We worked for a total of four hours with lunch break in between. The
drama team in our group, shared the gospel with the patients. At one point
there were about twenty to thirty kids sitting in the pews. Right before my
eyes, I saw them pray to receive Christ in Creole. It was one of the coolest
things I’ve ever seen. Those children were now my brothers and sisters and I’ll spend eternity with them.
At the clinic, I was
able to do a little more than just retrieving the glasses, like the day before.
I was able to ask the patients if the paper was clear or not a couple of times.
I was able to get out of my comfort zone just a little more. Though it was uncomfortable, it wasn't as unbearable as I thought it was going to be.
The second night I was
still a little uneasy about the generator shutting off. I thought maybe it
would shut off a little earlier than the first night. It stayed on until four
that morning too. It was amazing how God worked in the little things for me. As
far as being homesick, I wasn’t homesick at all. Sure, it would’ve been nice to
squeeze Emmy’s cheeks, but I wasn’t homesick. That in itself was a constant
reminder that I was meant to be in Haiti.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lfr0J09V9r4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lfr0J09V9r4
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