Well, I was a
little nervous about taking off in that MAF airplane and flying into a front
that had been settled in over Port au Prince for days. It had rained all night and the wind
had picked up and the rain seemed to be quite happy to stay put. And that plane was so wee and the load was so heavy!
( 1,000 pounds of people and gear and fuel. ) But, as we were
buckling up for the flight, MAF pilot David assured us with the confidence of a
seasoned pilot that the trip across the channel would be fine! And, he was right. We made it with a turbulence that only
caused my breath to catch a couple of times. Thank you, Lord!
Soon the reunions began. The driver of the truck that came to collect us and our
gear and the MAF rep at the LAG airstrip, the gate keepers and workers at the
mission station, the cooks and manager in the guest house, the missionaries new
and remembered, and one of Marty’s former students who is now working for
hospital maintenance – all greeting us with a “Madam Larry!” or “Mister Larry!”
as they welcomed us with gusto! And
each Haitian, with a rush of creole that had my brain working overtime to
understand and respond!
We have settled into our new little Haiti abode – a
comfortable and “spacious” new one-room apartment built to house the visiting profs
who teach at the nursing school.
The diffuser is chugging away with citronella oil, having been charged
with keeping the mosquitoes at bay.
The music from a neighboring event is blaring sufficiently to warrant
ear plugs. Dogs barking on cue
when the music began.
And we are expecting the morning wake-up call from the
resident roosters. :)
Tonight, we will grit our teeth and step into the cold
shower. It will be a quick
one! Then, Lord willing, sleep.
Ah, Haiti!
Tomorrow, the adventure continues. (Pictures coming soon.)
Oh, Marty, your words create such vivid images! Hope your first days of transition are filled with an awareness of God's Presence and leading. Praying for you both.
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