(view of Haiti as we arrived)
A little over a year ago my family and I were given a
challenge to only drink water for a defined period of time and donate any money
that we would normally use on coffees, sodas and sports drinks to digging clean
water wells in Haiti. This was easy for
us to do for a few different reasons.
One, we already drink mostly water as it is. And two, most children in Haiti
do not live past the age of five because of contaminated water diseases. Two of my children at that time were both
under the age of 5 so this really tugged on my heart. It was easy for us to give. It didn’t require us to step out of our
comfort zones, it didn’t require us to live outside of the ease of our everyday
life. Little did I know that less than a
year later I would have the honor and privilege to travel to Haiti with Living Water
International and be a part of giving hope to a community. (Bonus: I would also have the opportunity to
get really, REALLY muddy while I was there.
Seriously, what chick would want to pass that up?)
Our travels took us just outside Cap-Haitian. We arrived in a small village full of cement
block and thatch walled structures with corrugated metal roofs. Many of which did not have four walls or
doors! We saw people who appeared hard
and calloused and knew they were very familiar with a great deal of death and
hunger, but as soon as we smiled and said hello in their language these
beautiful people quickly welcomed us with great smiles and warm hearts. They knew why we had come. They knew we were there to offer hope.
This entire week had nothing to do with me, my life, my
family whether or not I had the time to fit a workout in or even connect with
friends through the internet. It was all
about the people of Modje and the little children who followed us around as if
we were the Pied Piper. It was about the
women of the community who were so proud to show us the few possessions they
had. It was about the homeless widow and
her six children who asked us to take her youngest with us in hope of a better
life. Our task was to come in and drill
a clean sustainable well for this community and educate them in proper hygiene
so they could hopefully have a better life, but I believe I am the one who
received the greater gift. To offer the
gift of hope to someone who has none was the greatest blessing of all.
Before and after this week I have had several people express
how difficult this must have been to go.
Some even indicated they could never do something like this as it would
just be too hard. Comments like these
made me realize it is not a case of whether or not we can do something but
whether or not we have a willing heart and a determination to make a
change. We may not all be called to head
off to the jungle of some foreign land and experience the same things but each
one of us has the ability to take a stand alongside others and lend a
hand. It just takes stepping out of our
comfort zone and making the offer. We
would all probably be surprised who accepts.
Who can you offer that “sparkle” of hope to today?
Being a mother of 4 it was hard to leave behind the children
of Haiti
knowing in my eyes they had so little to call their own. This opportunity however allowed me to see
that joy does not come in the form of stuff.
These people had joy without possession and allowed me to remember I too
have joy without stuff. My faith in
Christ is all I need to sustain me. My
plan is to visit Haiti
again very soon and offer any services I can.
If you are interested in learning more about what Living Water International is all about or how you can start a campaign of your own to have a clean water well drilled in other countries around the world click here. http://water.cc/