Where the crap do I even start?

I wish I could express to you all my heart has felt in the last 2 weeks (or every single moment I've ever been in Haiti for that matter). My heart constantly at peace...resting in my Father, knowing with all my heart that I am His, that He is ordering each step. There has also been deep pain. Mourning the reality of leaving dear friends and a college community and church community that my heart and life was/is deeply invested in. Deep pain remembering the reality of life for so many here.

It really has been really really really good to be here though. To finally be here and settle in and get used to Haiti life again. 

It was super weird the first day or so driving around Port-au-Prince and then finding our way to Cazale. I felt like I had never left...it was like this weird twilight zone feeling wondering if the last 8 months in the states had in fact been real. 

I don't think I could make it for very long here if I didn't have that time back home. Obviously it was important to finish my last semester of college (blah blah blah), but it was more important for the Lord to establish in my heart what He did. He established Himself deeper in me and it has satisfied the depths of me and made me crave more and more and more of Him.

This love in me is not something that has been conjured up, rather it is something that has been deeply rooted by the Father. Therefore, it is Him...utterly Him, that I can arise every morning and pour out to a world that is empty, broken, and unjust.

This is Alex...he has Cerebral Palsy and staying in our critical care tent. I like to hang out with him once in a while..he has a precious little personality.

Someone got their hairs did.

Remember Claudette? (See this post) She is a miracle kid. Her little body has been recovering from severe burns on her torso and legs for the past 9 months. Her stomach has thick, cardboard like skin on it because of her burns. She still needs dressing changes for the remaining burns on her thighs...the other day she had a really painful time during dressing changes so I brought her up to my room to take a little nap in front of the fan afterwards.

Praise the Lord for evening walks. We started walking again last week...we usually take a few older Rescue Center kids with us on the shorter walks.

The sights are stinking gorgeous. Living in the mountains may be a little hick, but it has its legit perks.

Madelene is another little miracle. You can read her story here and an update here.

Meet Williony and Williona...they are seriously presh! They are currently hanging out with us here in the office along with 2 other critical kids. We have almost 90 kids in the Rescue Center/critical care tent right now and we are literally having to put kids in every empty corner. It will be freaking awesome when we get to move all the kids up to our new Rescue Center...for now we must degaje (do with what we have).

Yesterday Williony and Williona's Papa came to visit them. His wife and son were also coming with, but the son started having cholera symptoms on the way here and she had to turn back and bring him to a facility that was closer to them.