In Haitian Creole Marassa means “the twins”. It is also the name for a couple of tent communities residing side-by-side on the outskirts of Port-Au-Prince, each containing approximately 2,500 residents in a low lying riverbed area. Thursday we took enough supplies to the twins to provide 15,000 meals of rice and beans. The load weighed so much that the machine bearing this precious cargo suffered two flats and a double blow out while trying to traverse the city, leaving us stranded for hours on the roadsides of Port-Au-Prince with a temperamental truck determined to no longer carry...

His forsaking occurred before the nation was shaken to its core but because of his disowning an orphanage full of girls had their lives spared. Charlie is just an infant. Logically he should have never been brought to the Fleury Foundation: he is too young. Normally the girls who live there would not be found outside in a field under the blazing sun but that is where the happened to be when the earthquake destroyed their home, their church, their school, their hospital and their bakery. They were learning how to care for their new baby brother. All 46 girls were spared that day, in a city...

“It was like walking through the book of Acts” is how one of our participants recently described his day of ministry here in Haiti. At Pastor Mercy’s church American men worked alongside Haitian men to lay a foundation for their new building. In another spot on site a team member shared his testimony with several interested listeners. Another participant was surrounded by children and the joyful sounds of Papa Abrahim reverberated across the land. Others worked hand in hand with a medical team from a different organization to see physical needs being met. And still others prayer...

Yesterday wrapped up the final day of ministry for the Blogging Team in Haiti. Adam McLane and Anne Jackson share some of their closing thoughts on what the Lord has done this past week in Haiti.  Adam: I was a little apprehensive about diving into a crowd with several hundred strangers – dancing, sweaty, loud Haitians. At first, I smiled big and tapped my toes. (trust me, I don’t have those moves)  I kept a journalistic distance both physically and emotionally. That’s when I saw a matching smile and sweat on Ian, our video guy had made...

While in Barahona, they were able to procure a number of medical supplies from a local pharmacy. Once morning broke, the team continued on to Jimani where they visited the hospital and the local Red Cross.  Following these visits, the team was driving across town when Miguel recognized an influential pastor by the name of Pastor Profe at a local gas station. Miguel yelled for the vehicle to stop, jumped out of the car and ran to meet with this pastor.  Miguel had shared with the group earlier about meeting Pastor Profe during his initial visit to Haiti following the earthquake....

Yesterday morning, Marcia Borg reported from near the Hatian border:   I am heartbroken for the Haitians. We have talked and prayed with many. Last night spent time in the hospital. Most people have had something amputated. It is a pitiful sight. Difficult to share with them, because they mostly speak Creole and French. Every age group, both genders, just fill the place up with casts and stumps, dressings and pain.   They look lost and devastated.   They are homeless and still don’t know where their family members are. There are many children here on the street with...