My Mind is a Flood

As I sit here at the airport, waiting to board my first flight on my journey to Haiti, I am trying to mentally prepare for what the next week will be like.

This trip is going to be totally different from either of the past two trips I have taken.
I REALLY didn't know what to expect the first time I went to this amazing country.  You can read about it here. 
For my second trip, we had a mission.  I travelled with a group of 3 others, my hubby included.  We planned to transform their front porch into a preschooler's dream.  It was a mixture of schoolroom and playroom.  Full of toys.  Full of color.  Full of excitement and joy.
Now it is time for trip #3.  We are flying into Port au Prince, as usual.  We will then take a hour and half car ride to Montroius, where the original creche is located.  We will spend maybe two days there making a game plan for the rest of our trip.  A game plan so we know what supplies we need to purchase, but a game plan that can (and will) change many times over.
On Tuesday of this week we plan to pack all that we brought along with other supplies purchase in Port or Montrious.  We will pack all of this into a very rusty and rugged Jeep Cherokee or similar vehicle.  I will then load up on my motion sickness pills.  Why?  Because the next step of this journey will be a 5 hour ride through the beautiful mountainous terrain of Haiti.
Our lengthy journey will take us to a location somewhere on the other side of Haiti to work with the children of Justice Rescue.  You can read about their story in this post.
I really don't know what the rest of our journey will look like.
A few things flooding my mind right now: Some are things I know.  Some are things I wonder.

• These children know no English.  How will I be able to tell them about the beautiful future their Heavenly Father has for them?  How will I tell them what He has already done for them?  What will I say?  What can I do to make a difference?
• The situation they were rescued from was literally a living hell.  However, the "pastor" who was in charge of them also ran a church.  Did he teach them Bible stories?  Have they be told about receiving Jesus into their hearts?  What have they heard about the Lord?  Most importantly, do they think all those stories are lies because of what they know first hand?

This is what I KNOW:

• The Lord has called Paul and me to this far away place.
• He has prepared our way.
• He will keep us safe.
• He loves these children more than words could ever express!
• He will give me the words to say, the actions to do, the love to show.

Please pray for us this week.  Pray that we will receive favor during travel and favor while making supply purchases.  Pray that He will guide our steps.  Pray that these children's eyes will be opened to the TRUTH of his love.  Pray for the children of Justice Rescue