see these shells

see shells

See the shells? I never thought that I would hate seeing sea shells. I love the shore…I love the ocean, but these shells…these shells I would rather not see. Do you see these shells? These jagged, dirty, sad, colorless shells serve as the sidewalk…the road beneath the bare feet of those beautiful children who run across these shells, which occasionally are submerged in sewage…see the shells?…these shells supporting a young boy whose silent stare and precious smile invade my heart…shattering my bent to complain about the smallest inconveniences in my comfortable smart phone filled life…see these shells? I will never again see shells without remembering to pray for the precious men, women and children of Cite Soleil in Haiti. I am eager to return to this city, these children…I don’t want to see these shells, but I will return for all those unseen children….those unseen families….


We have had a wonderful time in Haiti! Our hearts have been broken by the poverty and darknes here, but we have also been encouraged by the many people here who are bringing light! The Hatians are beautiful and have such a warm spirit. Our team has had ministry with children and adults by sharing stories, dancing, performing skits as well as feeding children, painting a church in Port au Prince and painting a house that our church helped to build in Cite Soleil. Here are just a few images…