Somewhere... Under the Rainbow

Before we left the house around 12:30 today, I was standing at the bottom of the hill waiting on Chris to ride his moto down to level ground for me to hop on. The sky was blue. The sun was warm. And I had decided it had to be a glorious day. A day that only the Lord could have put right here on February 10th for us. For us to rejoice in. As I stood there waiting for Chris, a man walked by with his goats baaaa'ing, a moto speeding by, a group of young men waltzed by and I looked up to catch the eye of a man who I'd been watching work non-stop for weeks now pushing a wheel barrel seemingly tirelessly back and forth filled with various things I can't exactly tell from our balcony. He caught my eye, smiled and said, "bonswa madame!"

This moment reminded me that mission work is about the individual connections that we make. From the man on the street with the wheel barrel to the owner of the place that we rent to the translators who work to make sense of us to the pastor's that we work with and serve and even the small, friendly man who brings us our tray of food at the Mission. Building relationships is so critical, but yet take so much time. We are also thankful for the relationship that God has brought into our lives through American friends that have been placed carefully by the mighty hands of the Lord into our JOURNEY.

We treated ourselves to lunch at the Baptist Haiti Mission with our friends, the Dearing Family. We laughed and cried then laughed so hard we cried over life as we know it here. Good times! The Dearing kids are SO much fun to be able to chat with. Clay, the oldest is quite the cute kid...red hair, freckles and full of stories (reminds us so much of Ormsby's Josh Cole)! It was really good to get out and get fresh air and eat something besides our catchall everyday dish, "Perfectly Peppered Parmesan Pasta" (spaghetti, elbow, spiral, or even somewhat healthier garden rotini).

We then headed down the mountain on the moto to do some grocery shopping at the Hispanolia near Thomassin 28 (Bethel Guest House). We got shredded cheddar cheese- Mmmm! We also treated ourselves to 3 candy bars each. And we'll pace ourselves. It didn't take me one hour of being home to break into my 100 Grand bar! Mmmm!!! Chris devoured his Snickers soon after that.

Once we returned home we were getting our laptops out and getting back to work as I glanced over and realized there was a giant rainbow perfectly following the "thirds" rule for photos. How brilliant the colors were. I was just looking at it wondering about that pot of gold at the end of the rainbow and realized that the people in the house at the end of the rainbow couldn't even appreciate the beauty of the rainbow. They probably had no clue it was even hanging above their home. And I was thankful at that moment that I could see it and appreciate the promise it represented. I didn't even care about the pot of gold anymore.