I don’t really understand why God would want Brandon and me in Haiti. It doesn’t make a whole lot of sense to me. Why us? Why Haiti? What do we have to offer? Then, as I was doing a Beth Moore study on the Patriarchs, I came across this quote, “God doesn’t make choices the way people make choices. He’s looking for glory, explaining why He appears to have such an attraction to weakness” That is the truth!

We’ve been able walk around with Andy, who is a photographer/journalist for Northwest Haiti Christian Mission. He works a few months in Haiti, and a few in the states. Right now he is writing an article about refugees in the Port de Paix area. He is an amazingly talented man who has been involved with Haiti and NWHCM for a few years now. He let us tag along with him one afternoon, and meet some of the families he had come across. One such family we met, and a short version of their story is as follows: The family lived in Port au Prince

Puddles here, puddles there, there are puddles everywhere! When in Haiti, it’s important to know the system. Ya know, which puddles are harmless, and which should be avoided at all cost.

Classification of puddles are as follows:

• Light brown: typical rainwater mixed with dirt. All the roads in  Port de Paix are dirt, so these are pretty common. – little to no smell
• Milky white: “just did laundry” water.  –smell is ok, worse if it’s been stewing for a while.
• Blue/Green: bacteria has entered this cesspool. It lives here, is stoked to be here, and stays this way for a while cause most people try to avoid it. –funk smell
• Teal: literally a gleaming teal color. Not sure about this one, as we only can across once, but it was startling. –didn’t get close enough to smell.
• Black: this is where the term muck came from. Looks like death, smells like death. You would drop dead if your big toe touched it. –smell reaches you before you see it, letting you know it’s close by

This is only from ten days of analysis, so I’m sure I’ll be adding some new categories later on.