take my hand

     I am missing Haiti a lot today. I see pictures of the land and kids there and long to be back. I have two months until I get to go back, but finishing up school is going to be tedious and tiring. To hold their hands and see their smiles. To hear the words I cannot understand, that's what I am waiting for. To pour Jesus into the lives of those kids and adults so they might know the love of the Savior.
     Whenever I hear, "rocketeer," "Beautiful Day," "Something Beautiful," or "OMG(osh)" I am reminded of my days in Haiti last summer and how wonderful they were.
     Yes, this post is short, but they don't all have to be long:) I am a Haitian now, I've been called so. haha



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