I Left My Heart In Haiti

The beach and the mountains all in one location!!!! Pure bliss....

One of the highlights of the trip was going snorkeling....about 8 of us sat in this little boat while he rowed us out to the best snorkeling spot. We saw the prettiest fish and coral I have ever seen!

EMBER!!!!! My favorite kid in Haiti!!!!

Veseline and Pierre!!! Lord-- bless them and keep them safe! Please fill them with joy unspeakable!!!

G in front of the the artsiest door!!!!!

Sunset pics.....way to go to Rach!! Great photography!

Me: Ember it's bath time. Ember: screammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

Holding their little hands brought me So much joy!

Precious little baby!!!

This is how they made beads...... SO INCREDIBLE what they create with old cereal boxes and glue!!!

Well, we rolled into the church around 2 a.m. last night after a long day of traveling. It's always weird to wake up in one country and go to bed in another. My heart was definitely not ready to leave Haiti. After one week of being there I was settling in and getting comfy only to pack up my back pack and travel home. This past week was WILD! Traveling there alone was insane. We sat on the runway in Miami for 4 hours while they attempted to fix some part of the plane to then have us exit the plane for another hour. It was then and there that we were quickly reminded that this trip is not ours and we must hold our plans loosely in our hands. Once we finally landed in Port Au Prince Haiti a huge bus was waiting for us with two adorable children KiKi and GFleur (soon to be Moldrup 6 and 7). Spending the week with these two children only increased my heart for adoption. I prayed every night "God, I am ready and willing to bring every child you tell me to home with me." I know for a fact that with or without a husband I will be adopting children from many different nations. Preferably Africa and Haiti maybe China.

Each day we spent in Haiti was filled with new adventures. We would hang out with the Artisans watching them make beads out of our recycled cereal boxes. We would hold lots of babies. We would walk into the tent villages and meet our new friend's family and see where they lived. We would make scrapbooks for our Haitian friends so they could have something tangible to look back on and see their lives today. We would paint walls of the guest house. The boys would go into the villages and put gutters on houses to help when it rains. We would build intentional relationships with our brothers and sisters in Haiti. We would organize the jewelry in the boutique. We would help with inventory. We would help with accounting. We would cook. We would clean. We would play games with the kids. We would worship. We would pray. We would cry and ask God why things were the way they were there. We did a lot in those 7 days I wish I was still there! Pieces of my heart are definitely still there!