Mwen pral an Ayiti


If I have learned anything in the last two years since my visit to the hospital, it is that God has a wicked sense of humor.

I am absolutely certain that God enjoys a good laugh. Like, the deep-belly kind of laugh.

How am I certain of this? Because in four days (!!!) I will be sitting on a plane on my way to participate in an overseas mission trip, and it’s not taking place in Africa. That is how I know that God enjoys a good laugh. For about the first seventeen years of my life, I was pretty much set on only Africa… I had tunnel vision, and it only focused on Africa. I didn’t leave room for my heart to be open, my mind to be open, and my life to be open to other things besides the ones I wanted. Forget what God wanted, I wanted what I wanted and that was it.

I can be a little dramatic and really stubborn, so naturally I like to argue.

I had been arguing with God a lot, making sure he was aware that I was in fact still going to Africa when I was ready, when I was better, when I had the chance. I made sure God knew, that I was going to get there wether it kept putting me in the hospital or not, because I had to go to Africa.

Until, all of a sudden, I was going to Haiti. 

It happened so quickly. I heard about the trip, I went and got the paperwork, I turned my stuff in, I found out my money from Africa would be transferred to FPU for me to go to Haiti, and all of a sudden I was buckled in with no choice but to go to Haiti on January 2nd, 2015.

Now that the trip is four days away, I can’t help but feel like crying with excitement while exploding at the same time because guess what guys? I’m really going! No paralysis, no hospitals, and no vaccines. (Don’t worry, no more vaccines ever.)

I never expected to be excited to be going on a trip to Haiti, but I never expected that I wouldn’t be going to Africa (or even really have my heart set on Africa, for that matter) either.

Like I said, God has a good sense of humor because he knew that I would never end up in Africa and that my plans never seem to work out very well anyways. So thank you God, because I’m (finally) going to go on an incredible trip in four days.

I hope that you will join me in praying for our team in these final days before the trip, for safe travel (we have someone driving here from Arizona before we even fly out!), and for an experience that completely rocks each one of us to the core.

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