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      Things have really changed for me in Haiti since my last blog (almost 2 months ago). My new roles with AIM in Haiti are now overseeing finances, sharing discipleship with pastors, and preaching at churches. Overseeing the finances is the only thing that has stayed the same since I last wrote. I and two translators, John and Samuel, visit with pastors and share a discipleship model with them. So far we have shared the model with over 100 pastors and we have nearly 350 more to share with. One of the biggest needs that the pastors have been asking for is discipleship for their congregation. From helping with discipleship, it has opened the door for me to preach the gospel. After sharing the discipleship model with the pastors, they will then ask me if I would like to preach in their churches. So my days are full of going to meet with different pastors and preaching at their churches on the weekends.

A couple of stories to share……………..

      In mid April two people were sick from the AIM group, both with stomach problems. One was an AIM staff leader and the other was a participant. The AIM staff leader had been having stomach problems for nearly two weeks and the participant had been sick all week. So on a Friday afternoon after the participant had continued to get worse I took both of them to the hospital. The University of Miami has a hospital set up in Haiti with doctors from all over the U.S. The doctor checked on both the leader and participant and said the AIM leader would be fine. She was much more concerned about the participant. She gave him some medicine to try and help him feel better. The medicine did not help but she said since he was going home in the morning he should be okay. The entire time I was at the hospital I felt convicted to the share the gospel with the doctor. But I chose not to. I told the Lord that if He really wanted me to share Christ with her He would make me come back. Right when we were getting in the car to go home I received a phone call from one of the AIM staff members telling me to check to see if the participant might have Malaria. So I went back by myself to the doctor to ask her if the participant might have Malaria. The doctor said she could do the test but it was highly unlikely that the participant had Malaria and plus the test would take an hour or two. Again I didn’t share the gospel with her. I went back to the car and told the participant what the doctor had said and he said that it wasn’t worth the effort so we decided to just go home.
I told the Lord for the second time if He really wanted me to share the gospel with the doctor that He would have to have me go back again. Within a mile of the hospital there was a gas station where we stopped to get some food and drinks. Right after we left the gas station to go home I received a phone call from the doctor saying that she really wanted to do the Malaria test on the participant and was wondering if we would come back. So we turned around and headed to the hospital. This time I followed through and shared the gospel with the doctor. She was Hindu and very opposed to the gospel but she allowed me to share with her anyway. She did not accept. We also found out that the participant did not have Malaria. So despite her not accepting Jesus Christ I know that a seed was planted, a seed that God really wanted planted or He would not have called me to the doctor three separate times.

A couple of weeks later the Lord gave me another opportunity to share the gospel. John, Samuel, a guy named Reily O’Berry, and I were going to preach on a Wednesday night at a church. We showed up to the church and no one was there. The pastor never called us to let us know that the service had been cancelled. Some missionary friends of mine from Helping Hands Ministry were also in Haiti. They had invited me to go to Dominos Pizza with them the same night. But since I was going to preach that night I had to decline their offer. But since the service was cancelled we decided to go and surprise my friends by showing up at Dominos. When we got to Dominos no one was there. So we decided to go eat at another American restaurant (only two or three are in Haiti). The place we went to eat was called Epi Dor which means “golden bread”. We went and had pizza. When we finished and went out the doors I saw five or six street kids sitting in the bed of the pickup. The street kids in Haiti are always asking for money and they also wipe the dust off the cars (there is a lot of dust that gets blown in the air from the cars). Most of them have no families and have no real home. My first thought when I saw the kids sitting in the back of the pickup was one of anger. But then the Lord said that I was supposed to share the gospel with the kids. So I shared with them how they were in need of a savior and how Christ died for them. I asked them if they wanted to trust in Christ. They all said they did so I led them in prayer. I really didn’t know if any of the kids truly trusted in Christ. I was stilled filled with joy and encouraged that they had prayed.

A month later I went back to Epi Dor and right when we pulled into the parking space one of the street kids came up to the car before I had even stepped out of the vehicle. I got out of the car and the kid started talking to me and my translator Samuel. He explained that he was one of the kids that had prayed to accept Christ. He explained that since he trusted in Christ that he had received peace. It was just an amazing feeling to know that the Lord had worked in the kid’s life. John, Samuel, and I went in and order pizza for the AIM staff and I ordered a pizza and some drinks for the street kids outside. When the pizzas and the drinks were ready we left and I was able to share the gospel with 7 more street kids. They all prayed to receive Christ and after I gave them the pizza and drinks.

      I apologize to all my readers and support people for taking so long to update my blog. I have been very busy and plus writing is not my strong suite. I am doing very well though and I thank everyone for praying for me. I am still in need of financial support so if anyone feels led to support me I would really appreciate it. Merci and Bondye beni w (Which means thanks and God bless you).