from Florida. (How this photography opportunity transpired for me was nothing short of heaven-sent). 
The primary focus of the trip was to bring and distribute food, clothing and medical attention/supplies to some of the outlying villages, orphanages and local churches.
As I sat on the floor of the airport early Sunday morning, awaiting my flight back home, I wrote this:
“Yes, I saw pain, I saw hunger, I saw despair, but I also saw joy and contentment.
Abandoned were my thoughts of westernizing these people, felling sorry for them because the did not have my “rich” life. I remember feeling that way when I went to 
I’m blessed for what I have and utterly grateful for the chance to sow a seed of love and be a part of God’s great commission. I’m sure other countries feel sorry for us – the state of our country. Our economic frustration and moral decline. To feel sorry means you think someone should have what you have. I don’t think that about the Haitian people. 
I don’t think they should kill each other for shoes, I don’t think they should steal from each other, I don’t think they should compare themselves nor define themselves by what clothes they have . . . no. 
I don’t feel sorry for them. 
I saw old men picking up and holding the children of the community. I saw a little boy pull his friend underneath a gate to lead him to 
some new toys. I saw a little girl share one of her lollipops with another child. I heard “merci madam” when I gave a mother’s baby something to drink – I saw a community. No doubt they are impoverished and I have no right or room to say they don’t’ need help – but pity, no. They have a contentment that is unmatched. I thank God for the chance to be the extension of His love to the poor – and I was blessed . . . .”
To view more images, please click on the "Journeys" link to the left under My Portfolios, or click here: Haiti 2008. Also, enjoy a Haiti Slideshow as well!!!
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