Tuesday, August 21, 2012

See You Later, Tarantula.

We have returned home now. Safe in the comfort of our own homes. Most of us have probably taken a hot shower by now. I have not for the fact that I want to remember for as long as I can what Haiti smelt like. I want to remember for as long as I can what Haiti felt like. What it looked like. Not only the landscapes and buildings, but the emotions in the faces of ALL of the people I encountered. You do not need to speak the same language in order to know how a person is feeling. I think that is the greatest gift God has given to me this week. Learning to feel things deeper and more meaningful then to just hear.

As we have arrived back home, I feel so many different things. I think the one that is screaming out most is the heartache I am feeling. I know that no matter how much time will pass, a large part of my heart will always be in Haiti. Among all of the different places and people I had seen. There is a piece of my heart in the home for the sick and dying. Specifically in Oonay and Marqu the two older boys that I had so much fun with both of the times I visited. Seeing the pain in Oonay's eyes because all he wanted was to see his mother. And seeing the joy in Marqu's face when I taught him how to say the alphabet. And my heart belongs to the boys I played with in Grace Village. Junior, who made some amazing bracelets for the team, and Moyck, the boy that I was attached to all day. I can see the change that they will eventually make in their world. And part of my heart belongs to James. A boy who is being sponsored to go to school through Healing Haiti. What high hopes and dreams that young man will achieve if he just keeps believing in himself and what he can do. And a part of my heart belongs to Jean, for telling me all week that I was truly good at salsa, when really he could be on dancing with the stars, and the time that we shared together to form an awesome friendship that I know will continue on. And my heart belongs to my team. All of the struggles that we all went through made us not just a close knit group, but a family. A family who doesn't care what you wear because that's not what makes you who you are. A family that will listen no matter how stupid your problem is, like a broken statue (Thanks Kari). And even though we knew we had leaders of the group, we were ALL on the same level of respect, kindness, and integrity. And even though I did not enjoy this as much as all of my other adventures this week, my heart even lies with the largest and furriest tarantula I have ever seen. Rest in peace my friend! (;

So yes, as you can probably tell, my heart is breaking. But those broken pieces belong to very important people who I know will take great responsibility and care of those broken yet distinct pieces of my heart. And as I have returned back home, I am not sure what my future holds for me. But right now it feels good to cry. Knowing I have fourteen others who know how I am feeling. Who I can go to and say "Hey, are you feeling this, too?" Haiti was SO much more than just a mission trip. It was a life changing experience. I believe God has put us in the paths before to prepare us for the paths he puts us on in the future, such as Haiti.

Say goodbye to all of my new friends and family I knew was going to be a daunting task. I knew if I had said the "G" word, my eyes would have turned into waterfalls. Although on the ride home and even now they seem to be. So, I looked at today differently.

"I'll see you later, Haiti."

God Bless,
Love Always,

Monday, August 20, 2012

Goodbye Haiti

As I sit here my last morning in Haiti I can't help but recall all that I have seen.  I sit here thinking about these people that live with so little but yet are so happy.  I wonder why, why are some of us so needy?  Why do we feel we have to have so much?  I grew up in a poor family, we didn't have much, at least that's what I thought until I came on this journey.  We all have so much more than what we see.  We just need to open our eyes and learn to appreciate more the people in our lives, and the things that we have.  Tobi said something last night that will forever be in my mind, "I will make more with less." 
After today I may no longer physically be in Haiti.but my journey to Haiti will continue. 

Sunday, August 19, 2012

The Light of Christ

  It is our last night here in Haiti and our journey is almost finished. Or is it?   I have felt many emotions in various degrees of intensity through out the week. Obviously some good and some bad. Frustration, Inspiration, Compassion, Respect, Hope, Anger and Peace.  I may think of a few more words here in a minute but I am delirious with exhaustion.
  Some of us went back to the home for the sick and dying children yesterday.  We had an option of either going back or doing some other activity.  I felt called to go back one more time and I am glad I did, as it gave me a kind of closure and a feeling of relief.  I saw some of the children who were initially  quite ill looking, looking more alert and less lethargic in their crib. This time I saw more order than chaos and felt I was more able to be present for the little ones.  I held them in my arms and sang songs to them. Songs I have sung to my own children so many times before. It gave me some peace. I hope they felt that peace, love and comfort too.  I hope I will always remember that one little boy staring up at me so intently,  and then giving me that beautiful toothless smile that only a baby can do. It just touched my heart to the core.
  Then today, we headed back up to Grace Village for church. The service was beautiful. But it was a very long service..2 hours! I have to say it was a very religious experience for me as I was constantly thanking Jesus when I was able to sit down and then I would Thank Jesus when I got to stand because my A..um butt was so numb or my legs were so tired from standing..2 hours I tell ya! But seriously to hear all those children singing so loud and proud and with such passion I am pretty sure my friends were just as misty eyed as I was. It was a very moving experience. One I will  never forget.  
   I am filled up inside. Haiti is an amazing place with such beauty. But the poverty and the destruction that still exists 2 1/2 years after the Earthquake is shocking. I am hopeful for Haiti,the changes are there, albeit slow, but they are there.  The children up at Grace Village could be that change for the future. Great things are happening up there.   Its my hope that my family and I can come back in the future, having them experience a mission trip as well.  I would love to share this with them. But if not Haiti then maybe just helping out in our community to begin with.
    Thank you my fellow team members for sharing a part of yourselves with me. This was an unforgettable, incredible and awesome journey to have shared with you.  We will take back with us many memories and many questions.  Hopefully in time the answers will be given to us. But I know that I saw the light of Christ shinning so bright in each and every one of you and it was beautiful!


Jennifer Keller Sirianni

A Great Week in Haiti

This week has been so amazing! I love it here. Today was one of my favorite days. We went to church at grace village this morning. Best service ever!!! You could feel the energy in the room. It was unlike any other service I've ever been to. The kids there were really nice as well. After the service we went shopping! It was one of the funnest things all week. I got some great deals. I got a painting for my room. I got a small wooden box. I also got asorted gifts for the family. I loved barganing for the things I wanted. We went up on top of the mountian for  the market. The view was astounding! I could see almost all of Haiti from there. Tomarow we come home. I'm excited, but im also sad to leave. Haiti,while devistating, is beautiful.
                                                 love always,
P.S.: I really want to come back in January. ( hint hint)

Leaving a piece of my heart

Going through my journey in Haiti my heart has been broken.  The children of Cite Soleil who struggle daily, that have so little but love so much.  The Elders, the children of Gertrudes, the children at the hospital for the sick and dying, so many thoughts go through my head....some good and some bad.  Their strong faith carries them through and keeps them happy.  I feel great joy when I think of the children at Grace Village and know they are being cared for and have their caregivers and each other to lean on.  I witnessed the love shown between these children and it warmed my heart.  Though my heart has broken it has also grown from this experience.  I know as I fly out of Haiti tomorrow I will be leaving a piece of my heart........          

May God Bless the people of Haiti and May God Bless this wonderful Alleluia team of August 2012.  

What A Journey

I cannot begin to describe this past week to those who have not encountered Haiti before!  As has been said many times throughout the week....nothing could have prepared me for what we would encounter here.  Its not that I couldn't imagine the poverty and the naked children who are so thin with their distended bellies....it is the feelings, the smells, and the emotions that go through you as each day you are able to live in their world.  Those cannot be described; they have to be FELT with your whole heart.  As most of us will tell you, my heart was completely broken to pieces early on in the week while I held those severely ill and dying babies, while I was carrying little girls and boys that only wanted a smile and a hug, while I was listening to the beautiful singing voices of the children at Grace Village as they thanked us for being here, and so many other times I can't even begin to mention.  As the week went on, I was able to experience God's healing in my heart in so many ways...while I was sitting in worship today and felt the Holy Spirit surround us (I shed so many tears for the beauty all around me), while holding the ill children for a second time and knowing that they have improved and are receiving the nourishment that their bodies so needed, while I look at each of my team members and know that they are now and will forever be family to me.  I know that my heart will forever be changed, but I also know that my journey is only beginning...both here in Haiti and at home.  I will continue to ask "What is God trying to teach me" whenever I can, so that I can remember that it is ultimately His plan that I want for my life.  Thank you Lord for this beautiful journey!

Written by Sara Mosher

Friday, August 17, 2012

True Happiness Lies Within a Smile

Today was a day of inspiration, love, and genuine compassion. As we progressed through our morning ritual of being blessed with an amazing breakfast and sharing laughs, the thought of embarking to Grace Village was flowing through our bodies. While riding in the tap tap, I thought about the children and what they would be like and how our amazing group could help make a positive difference in their lives. We were welcomed to Grace Village with open hearts and open arms from the children. Immediately the children saw us and with smiling faces, I knew today would be a memory we would never forget. The day at Grace Village began by meeting the children and getting to know them on personal levels. With each conversation, we opened our hearts to loving children who were looking for someone to play games with or just talk. As the day progressed, we became connected with the children and learned what amazing individuals they are. No matter their life situations, the children showed off their glowing smiles and opened their hearts to us. What truly struck me was the connection that I had with a boy that reminded me so much of how I grew up. The boy was shy, loving, and peaceful and always had a smile on his face. His unforgettable smile brought ultimate levels of joy and happiness to me. Even though few words were shared between him and I, he brought out the best in me and made me realize that life is precious and a simple smile can make all the difference in the world. After hours of playing, we made our way to the church/feeding building. It was amazing to see how a group of children got along so well and how each child was so peaceful enjoying their snack. What really inspired us today was how the children sang in such love, care, and passion towards God. No words can fully describe the tears shed and joy that our team felt seeing those children sing and the love that sprung up towards heaven. Our hearts stopped in those moments of seeing how amazing those children were and what made them so cheerful. Along with these amazing, inspirational children, came a host family who found the light and followed in the calling from God of mission in Haiti. The family showed such sincerity in what they were called to do and live on what God has in store for them. It was amazing to see how a family could come from our culture and see the best features of a struggling country and attempt to make a difference in the lives of Haiti. We learned of the vision of Grace Village and heard about the true love being put into action by people who desire to give those children more opportunities in bettering their lives. We were inspired and took away from this experience a sense to find true passion within our hearts to take every moment here and believe that God is guiding us down new paths in order to find our calling and shine our light through helping others. Seeing the smiles and genuine compassion illuminating in and around us, I knew that today was precious and memories were made that will last in our hearts forever. The underlying message is to always cherish the little things in life that make you smile and hold close to your heart those memories that bring you joy and happiness. Life is too short, be who you are destined to be and don't be afraid to open your heart to new things and find God's light in times of happiness and sadness.

Published by Kasey Buchheit

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Leaning leaning leaning on the ever lasting arms

Yesterday was a hard day for me.  We went to places where I thought I would have been of some kind of service. You know I am a nurse of course..(I say this with utter sarcasm) and then... felt completely useless and frustrated. At the home for the sick and dying children I held babies in my arms that actually looked like the pictures in the magazines of starving children!  Their skinny little arms and legs, the sunken eyes and hollow cheeks. I often found my self gravitating towards the most sickly and starved. Many of these babies were at various stages of malnutrition.  I felt so helpless and frustrated because I thought I should be able to do something, anything and I couldn't.  These nuns have so many children coming in and so little supplies to work with, it was maddening.  The only consolation for me that day was seeing a little one wobbling round drinking a bottle of Ensure that I know I had brought in that day for supplies.

 Today was a different day.  We went into the city Titanyen and meet up with a few of the elderly and brought in food and spent some time with them and listened and learned about their life. Many of them no longer have family living, some are taking care of their children's children because they have died. But, even through their amazing and unbelievable hardships, their faith is still strong and it clearly emanates from them. It reminds me of a song we sing often in church..Leaning, leaning leaning on the ever lasting arms.
 I was also mesmerized by my friends today. I witnessed such compassion and respect. Jack, I saw you...your going to get a sunburn from the inside out. you were glowing I tell you.

We also went to a mass grave site today. Right after the 2010 earthquake, so many people had been killed or died from injury, family's would have to lay their loved ones out on their street curb and wait for the dump trucks that would come by to pick them up and bring them to one of many mass grave sites. I keep thinking, How do you deal with that???Wrapping up your child,  husband, parent, sister, or brother, any or all of them, putting them on the side of the road, outside your house to wait for a dump truck to go take them away??How does one cope with that one???? Next time you hear me complaining about a bad day, just pinch me. Please.

Jennifer Keller Sirianni


Today not only did we visit the elders, but we also went  to the Mass gravesite where over 150,000 people were buried when they lost their lives in the January 2010 earthquake.  As we all jumped down from the tap-tap (this is the truck we are transported in daily) I noticed there were Haitian people there at the site.  I don't know why, but this struck a nerve for me.  I wondered what they thought of us being there.  Had they lost family members who were buried here and did they feel we were intruding on their sacred ground?  Once we had all gathered around the memorial we held hands and prayed.  The Haitian people there also joined our circle and prayed with us (we did have a interpretor there to translate our prayer).  I'm glad they prayed with us and understood our prayer, but I still question how did they feel about us being there? 

A visit with old friends

A visit with old friends is a blessing, an ease that you feel when you see them.  The familiarity of being with them, the memories of what you have seen and been through over the years.  That's comfort.  Today we had our elderly visits.  The beginning of our first visit definitely took me out of my comfort zone, but by the time we had finished I was looking forward to our next.  These people were so HAPPY to have our team there to visit with them, sing with them, comfort them and pray for them.  These elders are amazing people.  And like when leaving an old friend when the time came to leave you felt as if you were leaving a part of you behind.  A part of you that will never again belong to you alone, but will be a memory that will be shared  by all that witnessed.

Dear Lord, as their lives decline, and their energies decrease,
more than ever hold them by Your Power.

Give them strength to work in your service til the last day of their life.
At night keep them close to Your Heart;
and should they die before the morning breaks,
may they go rejoicing in that vision of Your entrancing beauty,
never to be separated from You.


God's Calling

It seems so easy on paper but oh so much more difficult to carry out. Or is it? Catering and caring for the poor? The needy? The suffering? Most people have no idea what they are capable of or what they can accomplish, especially when you fired up inside for God. When you commit to a cause, work to raise funding, build a solid team, work, pray, work, pray. Today was started by a visit to one of two mass grave sites here in Haiti. A grave site where more than 200,000 Haitians lost their lives on January 12th, 2010. So sad to know the devastation and horrific chaos that must have rung out that today through a large portion of the rolling countryside of Port-Au-Prince. But there was a sense of peace, this day, as we stood on the hillside, astonished by the majestic beauty that God created as we looked out at the lucious green landscape of the land below..........uniquely accented by the crisp blue waters of the ocean in the distance.

Then we made our way to the first of several visits we had planned for the elderly. It was our calling and we were fired up for the chance to deliver the love and promises of God. We were united as one and relished the opportunity to step up to the plate and be the hands of feet of Jesus. We washed their hands and feet, lathered their porous sun dried skin with lotion, sang to them, prayed for them, laid hands on them and assured them that our God is a loving God and that as his people we have unconditional love and devotion for them. It was another great example of thirsting to serve his calling and drinking from his cup as our souls were quenched. I felt so blessed and moved spiritually to heed his calling and to feel like we made a difference in the lives of these beautiful human beings. The first gentleman was quoted as asking what he could in turn offer in prayer to us. What are our needs? I need Jesus and will spend the balance of my time on earth praying for direction from him of what he will call me to do. I'm listening..........
Jack Clemons

Afraid I'll Forget...

This has been quite the experience for me. Having never left the country before, there have been a lot of "firsts" for me on this trip.

It has been so overwhelming.
So much has happened already. And I am so afraid I will forget...

the beautiful sound of the tiny girl at the home for the sick and dying, that I made giggle.
the eyes of the elderly we visited light up as we came to bring them food and to rub their hands and feet with lotion.
the exhuberant voice of Wilson singing "God is so good" with the children in cite soleil, while standing on the pile of garbage, feces, and decomposed goat carcasses overlooking the beautiful blue ocean.
the constant honking of vehicles -  as this is their means of "traffic control"
the excited, silly kids at gertrudes that were swinging together so high (doing the spider) that they almost tipped over the swingset.
all of the kids without clothes and shoes.
all of the people whose only means of transportation is to WALK everywhere.
the strength of the woman here - to be able to lift and carry buckets of water on their head, while carrying another in their hand.
the beautiful view from the top of the mountain at the mass grave site from the january 2010 earthquake and feeling closer to God up there.
the "roads" which are basically just piles of rocks that have huge holes and streams running through them.
watching the compassion of my team members with all who we come in contact with.
There are so many more memories I could write down. The list is so long. I do NOT want to forget. We are so blessed in America for all that we have!!
Also, today we visited the elderly.
Surprisingly, this brought me great joy. At the 2nd stop I felt the holy spirit was present with us as Junior played guitar and we all sang "Glory to God" to an elderly woman in a tiny shack filled with flies and rubbed lotion on her hands and feet. It was a beautiful and moving experience!

I Thank God for opening my eyes and my heart on this trip.
I have not had much time to process how I will be changed (or what I will change) from this trip, but I look forward to Him revealing it to me!

My word for today was: Spiritual.
With Much Love,

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Haiti is Healing Me

As I think about my life back home and how many changes I can and can not see coming for me, I think about how do the peoples lives here in Haiti change because we come here.

In my perspective we live in a society that always looks down at people because we think we are better than they are. We must be better then they are because we have better clothes, a better house, a better family, a better education, a better, well, everything. That social standard that has been set in America is completely on the opposite spectrum here in Haiti. Yes, I am sure that Haiti has some form of "food chain" but it is not as obvious to me as it is in the states. We may be bringing down donated clothes and supplies that are needed here to survive and in that way I can physically see how we are helping. But when I go and interact with the Haitian population that I am able to make contact with I sometimes feel that we aren't making an emotional effort to invest our time in the beautiful Haitian people.

Even though I can see some of the difference we are making here in Haiti, I feel more of a change in myself. For the past couple of weeks I have been feeling empty, which I think I mentioned in my last blog, and I am finding that inside I am filling up, quite rapidly, with the love of Jesus and God and also with the love of the Haitian children. Their laughs and smiles are so contagious and even more so when they sing "God is so good, is so good, is so good," or when Wilson will sing "TohToh Boqee" and the children will reply back "A-ah, A-ah".

The major question everyone seems to be asking themselves is "what is God trying to teach me." Some can't put their fingers on it just yet, but I think I have figured out what God is trying to teach me in my own journey of faith: Sometimes PEOPLE are not in a need of a fix, but their THINGS do. And vise versa with me. I feel that I have parts of me that are broken and the beautiful people and experiences of Haiti are fixing me.

My biggest delight of the day that I felt filled me up most was teaching a young boy, Marqee, at the home for the sick and dying how to say the english alphabet. When he got it down he would not stop saying it with a grin a mile wide. What a blessing to see all of this happiness in a place full of doubt.

I hope everything is going well back home. (: God bless you and the Haitian people!



This morning was the visit to the Hospital for sick and dying children.  I wasn't sure what I should expect going there.....but I do know what I saw was not what I expected.  I guess I was expecting a lot of chaos but that I did not see.  It seemed to me that Jesus was there watching over the children.  It was a very moving  experience.

Heavely Father,we ask that you wrap your healing loving arms around these children who are battling disease and sickness.  Provide them with strength to get through and become healthy again to return to their families.  Lord please place your hands on each and every one of them and provide your healing love and strength to them at this time.  We pray this all in Jesus name, AMEN

The boy and the starfish

  Our first outing today was bringing water into 3 districts in the Citi Soliel. I really didn't have any idea of what to expect but was eager for the adventure.  Through out the day I tried to ask myself .."What is God trying to teach me?"..for this day anyway, right?? ( We have this question posed to us in words on a large mirror in the living area.)  and frankly at this point I have absolutely no idea, except maybe to think about the story of the Boy and the Starfish.  Basically the boy is posed the question while walking down a beach by a man watching him. "Why are you throwing all those star fish washed up back into the sea, you can't possible save them all..and the boy picks up one of the starfish in his hand and looks at it and says to the man, I was able to help this one today and continued to throw starfish back into the sea. So I am hopeful that even though I or my fellow companions may be feeling rather "inept" (my word for the day) , I hope we all can be that boy..helping at least one of Gods beautiful brown eyed starfish if not today, than maybe another day.

Jennifer Keller Sirianni


Tuesday, August 14, 2012

A walk on the beach

A normal walk on the beach would probably find you looking for beautiful seashells to pick up and save.  You know, to have as a memory keepsake.  Well today we watched barefoot children walking through piles of seashells mixed with glass, garbage, human waste and many other things I couldn't even identify.  There were probably many beautiful seashells underneath the filth, but these children were my beautiful seashells.  I just wanted to pick them up and take them all away.  Take them away to where they were safe, where they could be fed, bathed, clothed and have a strong roof over there heads.  The amazing thing about this is that you look at these children and their attitude you would never know they live in such a place.  Their faith  is incredible.  They smile and you want to smile.  Every child you look at makes your heartbreak yet it makes your heart swell.  Jesus loves the children!  Today was watertruck day.  We will have another again Saturday.  I look forward to seeing, hugging and holding the children again. 

Jack made it to Haiti today!   He missed watertruck day but will have the chance to experince it when we make our Saturday rounds. 

God Bless you all. 

My word for the day is unbelievable - if you have experienced Haiti or if you ever do you will understand. 

Water truck day

The words I write simply could never explain today or even Haiti in general. We made 3 different stops with the water truck today. Each stop very much the same yet in the same breath completely different.  The first stop I was relaxed, enjoyed the kids. They are bright eyed and love Jesus! The second stop was difficult for me, a harder area maybe, not sure. There again the kids just want to be all over you, they love to touch our hair, my part on my head they kept running their finger along. The 3rd stop I helped to fill the water buckets. This last stop of the day is where they seemed to "have" the most,  they just seemed to want more. Strange how similar to Americans they are in that regard, we always want more. Hard concept to grasp, we REALLY do not need more. God does not ask about nor care about our things. I believe His biggest hope for us is to share His love and that is exactly what we did today.
I feel the light of Jesus shining through us all. Glory. Glory. Glory!

Jen T.

Monday, August 13, 2012

Its a Jungle Out There.

As I take in the smells of hecticness of Haiti, I reflect on our long journey to this unfamiliar place.

We began the day by waking up bright and early at the "normal human time" of 1:45 AM. As we packed up the van and picked up some of our fellow team members we drove to the airport and unloaded the van along with our 20 stuffed donated suitcases. Check in at the airport was going smoothly. Bags were being checked and passports and boarding passes were being distributed in a fashionable time. BUT, there was one slight bump in our "airport road". Jack's passport unfortunately was considered "denied" because it was accidentally put through the washing machine. Thankfully there was a solution. Jack has been issued a new passport and will be joining us tomorrow! WOO HOO! (: 

So as the other 14 of us continued our journey through the airport, all went well. When we landed in Miami we were on a "strick" time schedule as we only had so much time to stop and get a bite to eat and head off to our next flight. But as it turned out, our flight from Miami to Port-au-Prince was delayed, giving us just a little more time to sit down, eat, and relax a little. On the plane ride to Haiti we filled out our green cards and customs sheets, tucked them safely in our passports and were on our marry way. Of course that was very time consuming, so any hope of getting a quick hour nap in before landing in Haiti was taken away.

As we entered the customs building in Haiti, there was a small band of 5 guys standing off to the side playing their hearts out. It was interesting to hear their music compared to the music I listen to when I'm at home. It was very inviting and calmed my nerves quite a bit. Going through customs in Haiti wasn't too bad of an experience. There were a few "pushers and shovers", but that was okay to handle. As we finally were all through the line and got our bags all together we made it to the parking lot where we met Nick driving the tap-tap. Although we did have 12 people in the back with all of our checked bags, carry-ons, and backpacks, it actually was not too crammed. 

The tap-tap, for those who don't know what that is, is a like a truck with a secured room on the back where you can see through the gated walls and look at what Haitian life looks like. This is the vehicle we will be riding in all week! 

Arriving at the house now, we unloaded the tap-tap and separated our luggage. We then walked into our house and smelt a very welcoming smell of TACOS! They were very tasty. A little more tastier than my mom's I would have to say. Although I love her taco's too. :D We settled into our rooms and then ventured the house a little bit before dinner was done. It is a very nice house. There are even puppies here (: I think I am so excited about the dogs because one of them is named 'Bacon'. And bacon is my favorite food group! *I wish* 

And now as I blog, the team is sorting through our donation suitcases and separating everything out. It has been a very long day to say the least, but it looks like a bright and adventurous week is ahead of us. 

I would like to share the verse that has been heavy on my heart today. It is Samuel 16:7 (NIV) "But the Lord said to Samuel, "Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him. The Lord does NOT look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart." I think this week God has really called me to be here in Haiti to realize that the "things" I have will not make me worthy of his love. If I thought that, I know I would be a coward. But to see the Haitian people live on so little yet still be so full inside is what I want to inspire me. I know I have been feeling an "emptiness" inside of me for the last couple of weeks. And I know that the beautiful and amazing Haitian people will show and give to me exactly what I need to fill that "emptiness". It's ALL in God's glory that I have the privilege to be here. So to that I thank the Lord. 

I hope that all of the families at home are finding some comfort in knowing we have ALMOST all made it safely. Enjoy the blogging and don't hesitate to tell us what you think (: 

Glory to God. Glory to God. Glory to God FOREVER! 

God Bless,

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Packing Party!!!

Here are our photos from the packing party :)
Only 2 days until we leave to go onto our adventure!

Well, only a 2 more days left before I leave for Haiti. Leaving my house around 2:30 am Monday morning! Umm.. who planned this part??  But seriously, I go with excitement and anticipation of what this trip will bring. Fear of the unknown and sadness as I leave my family behind but, also Peace as I know that I am going to be doing something so worthwhile and memorable.
We have been preparing ourselves for these last 6 months, toward this goal of heading down to Haiti with hope that in our works and in our service to others while there, we also serve as the Hands and Feet of God. I am truely amazed at how this preperation has opened my eyes and..hopefully prepared my heart for this journey.  I hope each day will bring new enlilghtenment and the abileity to see the power of Gods Grace in action and have His light shine thew me to be of service to others as he wants and needs me to be.

As I and my fellow missionaries travel down this unique and inspiring road, I pray that maybe in someway we will also spark something in others. To find Gods Grace and Love and hopefully be inspired to share thier time, talent and gifts to those in need as well. For family, for friends, co-workers, charity's, your church, your community. For this I pray.


Jennifer Keller Sirainni

"The first question which the priest and the levite asked was: "If I stop to help this man, what will happen to me?"..But ...the good Samaritan reversed the questions: "If I do not stop to help this man, what will happen to him?" ~Martin Luther King, Jr.

Prayer for Our Team

Yesterday I was working on our devotions from "Preparing Our Hearts" for Haiti and I came across a prayer in Ephesians that I thought was fitting for our group before we leave on Monday.  I decided not to post it last night, but when I went to bed, I was reading my daily devotion in my "Jesus Calling" book and there was the SAME passage from Ephesians!  So, I guess that was His way of saying I needed to post this prayer for the team!  Here it is...my prayer for all of us...

Ephesians 3:14-21

For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom his whole family in heaven and on earth derives its name.  I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith.  And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge--that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.

Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be the glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever!  Amen.

Sara Mosher

Friday, August 10, 2012

Are You Ready?

As I sit in my bedroom and look at all of my possessions, I'm wondering if I should just throw them all away and start fresh. I can honestly say that half the clothes in my closet and dresser I haven't worn in over a year. But when I sit on my bed and draw in my sketchpad I don't really think about all of my possessions. I think about the image I have in my brain and how I am going to portray it on the blank page in front of me.

Being an artsy person is fun. You get to be the "creative" one of the group. People will come to you and ask what you think about their drawings, style of clothes, hair style, make-up, poetry, anything really because you are the "creative and artsy" person. If you can't make it look unique, nobody can.

In less than three days, I will be getting on a plane and going to Haiti. Now you may be wondering why the two paragraphs before have any importance in this adventure I am about to take. Well let me explain. I can honestly say I don't NEED most of the things stored in my bedroom. Heck, I bet some things I just bought because my friends thought I would be cooler if I had it. I think that will be part of my Sunday "to-do's" and probably part of my "post Haiti trip". As far as my second paragraph, I think that if God can help me do his work, I am pretty "creative and unique" in his eyes and I think that is all that REALLY matters. He will always help me portray the exact image on the blank page, in my sketchpad and in my life.

Although some of my friends think I am out of my mind going on this trip, I think it is going to be a fantastic start to a year I will never EVER forget. While they are thinking about trying to get a boyfriend/girlfriend, job, money-- materialistic things-- I will be thinking about how I can better serve God and spread his word.

For the past couple days the only question that has been running through my 17 year old head is, "Am I really ready for this?" And with the courage and strength of God inside of me, I know I am. I just hope my friends, family, and teachers will be ready for the changes they will see in me throughout this next year.

 <---- Amen to that!

God Bless. 

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

We are down to 6 days before we leave for Haiti.  I keep telling people I am very excited, but also scared.  I'm scared of the disappointment, frustration, and helplessness that will build up in my heart, my core when I can't help all I see that are in need.  I will listen to one of our faithful leaders who told me "Help the person in front of you." and know this will be God's Grace.  While there will be sadness in my heart there will also be happiness and fulfillment in knowing that my hands have done God's work and that I have seen life through the eyes of God. 

You always stand beside me. You provide me with a future full of your love, blessings, and guidance. I know that, no matter how bad things get, you will always be by my side. I know I may not see you. I know I may not feel you, but I thank You for giving us Your Word that tells us you are here.

Monday, August 6, 2012


1 week to Haiti.  I have no idea what will happen as we work our way through next week in Haiti.  However I trust that He is going to guide my steps and and I am going to see the path He has laid before me the very moment He wants me to see it. 
He is going to lead me on the adventure of a lifetime....just because I am is and He is mine...is exciting and so much more than I can imagine.

Friday, August 3, 2012

One more day closer to Haiti - 
Loving God, Father of all, you call me to abundance of life in you. This gift of life
and grace is accessed by faith: a free gift that you offer to everyone. By means of
it I can believe that Jesus is your Son, and that his Church is his Body. At the
beginning of this day I ask for an increase of this gift that you gave to me initially
at baptism. This gift of faith raises my natural gifts and abilities to the
supernatural level – to the level on which you and I can directly relate with one
another. I thank you for this gift. May its increase today cause great rejoicing in
my heart and lead me to acts of loving service to everyone, beginning with my
brother and sister fellow Christians.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

It's surprising to me how much just the thought of our trip to Haiti is already affecting me.  I know we still have over a week before leaving but it seems everything I see or do has me thinking "Is this something that we should bring to Haiti?  Is this something that could be used in Haiti?  Is this something that will help the people of Haiti?"  This is going to be a hard but extremely rewarding journey and I am looking forward to the opportunity to share in God's healling ways.  Thanks be to God for sending us all on this journey. 

1 John 4:7 Dear Friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God.