Today is what I hope is the beginning and not the end. It’s the last day in the field and as always it will be a bittersweet goodbye. I hate leaving my fellow brother but I know my family awaits and I also know I will be back soon, God willing and if the creeks don’t rise. As for the team, I can only hope that the hearts will want to continue. I know their church can only do so much and they already have irons in the fire and should continue to go where the Lord leads them. I do believe that the extension or arm of the church lies in the body. So my hope is that teams will always share what they have seen and learned. It’s all up to God anyway. If I say I want God’s will to be done and truly mean it then I have to be satisfied. That’s a tough place for Christians to be. I am excited to see what happens.
The one thing I know for sure is that these lives this week are changed forever. We took one last trip to the school to see the teachers and play with the kids. It’s kinda hard not to make a fuss while they are in school but they are as stoked to see us as we are to see them. From there we went to the Matthew 25 guest house to let the team buy some souvenirs to share family and friends. I love this place and it was good to see my friends at my favorite watering hole. Tonight the team debriefed and tried to wrap their heads on what took place this week. It was a tough week and this was the perfect team for the task. As each team member is reunited with families, a piece of their heart will remain in Haiti. As Harry always says, God knows. This was fantastic, praise God from whom all blessings flow.