That’s all that left until I go back to Haiti. (Thank you Mac for countdown clocks on my Dashboard.) If you know me, you know I am super stoked. As mentioned in numerous posts, Haiti does something to a person. It makes me thankful. It makes me think . It makes me question. It makes me relax. It makes me uptight. It makes me smile. It makes me cry. It makes me feel emotions that I haven’t felt in a long time. It makes me feel at home. It makes me want to go home.
Somehow, this mission that I work with has impacted me so much. I eat, drink, sleep, read, everything…and Haiti is right there. Run 4 Haiti came because I loved to run so much, and I wanted a goal to push me to keep running. It is awesome to be out running, and suddenly have little Shaylah, Elda, Rickenson, or another kid from our churches pop into my head. What’s even more awesome is I don’t have too many mental images of them NOT smiling. There’s a relationship there, and I’ve never really even had a great conversation with them. It impacts me.
This summer is packed. Yesterday we had our final fundraiser here at church for our youth missions trip to Pittsburgh, PA July 6-13. We had a pitch-in (a pot luck for southern people like me) and then auctioned off our students for hard labor. When I set out to have fundraisers, I never imagined how time consuming some of them are (yard sales) or how much I’d worry about making the bucks in order to raise our money. We needed a little less than 2,000 for our students to go. And, in the end, we exceeded the amount of money that we needed by having five fundraisers. It was phenomenal how God worked with us right there, all the way through. That’s a big breath of fresh air, as my first youth ministry adventure in fundraising, I succeeded!
Anyways, packed summer, right? Missions trip next month, VBS, the week after, National Convention for the denomination the next, 2 weeks of camp, 2 weeks home, and then a week in Haiti. Wow. When I look at it that way, that’s not much time, and there’s a lot going on in between.
There’s not a lot of time to train hard-core this summer, unfortunately. I do miss running lots of miles, but I don’t miss coming home to an empty house. She’s here. There’s nothing better than that.
Well, the post is basically nothingness. There’s no point. Just a bunch of ramblings from my mind. Just wanted to point out, we’re that much closer to Haiti. Please pray and if you can, support.
