Questrist

Haitian Trip

Day 2

The ride to the Franklin Graham convention was shocking and heartbreaking - unbelievable - unimaginable - the depth of poverty and destitution.

It was difficult, no, impossible to know if many of the "businesses" and dwellings I saw were in the middle of a trash heap or if the trash was in the middle of the businesses and dwellings. I had to talk myself out of nausea for fear that I would have to ask to stop the vehicle so I could be sick.

Today is children's day at the convention - 20,000 estimated children present. Entrance into the stadium was miraculous as we received special passes to hang around or necks that enabled us to roam about freely and take photo's. Also we were given an entire dugout to sit in! Many of the children were smiling. They all appeared to be clean and well dressed. Incredible joy in the midst of unspeakable suffering.

And then I remembered that these same children, when this beautiful event is over, will disperse back into the filth and chaos I just rode through.

Heard pastor Jean's heart regarding his vision for Haiti. We were on the rooftop of the house where we are staying. Later that night we worshipped on the same rooftop under the stars shining over Haiti.