GMSM / Passion Missions Haiti Mission Trip 8/5/12
Guest blogger
An atypical Sunday.
I rose at 6:30 and covered my every inch in bug repellant. My first sunrise in Port Au Prince. Breakfast began lazily at 7:00: pineapple, watermelon, eggs, and coffee as dark and thick as molasses.
A bumpy ride in a colorful tap-tap took us to Pastor Harry’s church. A cool morning. An overcast sky. Random drops of rain quieted the dust.
We were welcomed to a pew in the front, a seat of honor. All of the men, young men, and even little boys were dressed in suits and ties. The women adorned their heads with lace.
An atypical Sunday.
The pastor’s voice reverberated off cement walls and metal roof. Flower garland hung from wooden ceiling beams. The sky opened and thunder claps joined in praise. Pastor Harry’s right hand man walked to the pulpit and addressed the congregation,
“What are you doing with the time God has given you?”
Bibles were opened, pages thumbed through. Prayers were lifted with heads quietly bowed. A visiting church group of teenage boys performed a song of praise and dance with an accordion as their backbeat.
I broke bread with brothers and sisters I’d never seen before. Our hearts knit. I shook hands with Haitian warriors of the Lord. I understood few words, but the Spirit spoke clearly.
Thank You Jesus for atypical Sundays.
Peace,
Holly
John 10:10