I am in awe of the way you work, the way you choose to use us: your church, your body here on this earth. Your heart cares for the orphans, for the poor, for the defenseless. And you hold out your arms day in and day out pleading with us to share your heart's burdens. Pleading with us to love as you love, to be compassionate instead of merely concerned.
I love the story of how you brought our church to Haiti. A painting of Haiti delivered with a prophecy that we would one day have a church there...and it hung for years in our pastor's office. Almost forgotten. But not quite. Dreams, visions, and finally a visit to Haiti confirm your call. Within months, land in Haiti is purchased, our faith is stretched, and miraculous connections are made. It's almost as if you are reminding us this is your plan. Your vision. Your heart. Your divine assignment.
Plans are underway to build a church, an orphanage, and a school. And in the meantime, our Haitian pastors took in our first orphan boy, Kensone. I can't explain my love for this little boy. It can only come from your heart, Jesus. I feel like part of my heart is in Haiti now and always will be.
Joel is leaving tomorrow and taking a team from our church to minister to the people in Jeremie, Haiti.
You know how badly I wanted to go with them, but I know there will be time for that in the years to come as my children grow older. I can't explain my draw to Haiti but I think you also know I would take my whole family there the minute you asked me to go, no matter when and now matter how long. Go before this team, Jesus, and prepare the hearts of these people you love so dearly to receive your salvation. Keep them safe, Lord, and may signs and miracles accompany them.
And break our hearts, Jesus.
Won't you please break our hearts for what breaks yours.