There was always one word that I tried to NEVER mention in my years of being a Christian: Evangelism. Everything about it is outside my comfort zone. And of course, that is what my team was assigned to do.
We broke up in three teams of three and set out for the huts. With Daniel and Elise by my side, we stopped at a middle-aged woman’s house. She was very receptive towards us. She showed us a sore on her two-year old’s head, that was being eaten by gnats and flies . All our hearts broke and we decided to do everything we could to help.
Then, our morning took a turn for the strange side. We saw a woman, washing her clothes and wanted to talk with her. She started to sing, not knowing what she was saying. Our translator informed us that she was singing a voodoo song and is a witch doctor. My eyes immediately widened and curiosity arose inside me. She didn’t want to speak with us, but knowing us, we weren’t willing to back down.
We told her the story of Paul and started to move on to the next hut. She proceeded to sing a curse over us, but we will not be shaken by satan. We talked to another witch doctor and headed back for lunch. The Lord is shaking foundations here in the Mole. The teens in the conference are so willing to ask questions and be vulnerable with us. With each passing day, my team begins to transform into the face of Jesus. Everyone continues to love each other and show that love to the beautiful natives here. My heart is falling more and more in love with the people, place and love that Haitians show me. God is so good and I am blessed beyond measure. We love y’all and shout out from Haiti!