For those of you who do not read blogs a lot, or blog yourself, often time blogs will have a guest blogger. This is someone who believes in their cause or has a compelling story to tell. We have had Steve Koch, one of our volunteer pilots and a Board Member guest blog about the earthquake. A lot of our missionaries’ blogs have guest bloggers tell their stories of coming to work at their missions, the impact Haiti, the Dominican Republic or the Bahamas and their people have had on them or even what missionary life is like. I read most of our missionaries’ blogs and am always amazed, humbled and awed by their stories, their lives and their missions.
A recent blog one of our member missionary’s sites caught my eye about the impact of one website link about a little burn victim in Haiti had on Jacob a young fireman in the U.S. In his own words… “She wasn’t some CNN news story. This wasn’t an article I read in the paper, or an obscure blog entry of a friend-of a friend-of a friend. This little burned up girl was more real. Too real. My spirit revolted, tried to dismiss itself politely, but it was too late. I ended up on the floor- a sobbing heap of fireman.” From that instant he was forever changed.
I often hear about the changes that these kinds of trips or experiences have on people and how they were actually the ones that were changed, transfixed…saved. ”I had made this trip thinking God was sending me because he wanted me to fix a problem in Haiti. In reality, I had been brought to Haiti because God wanted to fix a problem in me. God took my orderly, domesticated, suburbanized, heart, and tore it apart. He took my comfortable, convenience-seeking spirit, and demolished it. I was wrecked. I was decimated. I told you-Haiti really messed me up. Thank God. It was a painfully necessary step in the ongoing refining process God uses to perfect a wretch like me, and I am still very much a work in progress. The entire week I witnessed acts of real love. I walked through an amazing countryside. I smelled things. Terrible things. I saw real kids with real burns and horrible obstacles to overcome. I heard real laughter. I saw real hunger. Real pain. Real faith. Everything was so real.”
You can read more about Jacob’s story and learn more about Real Hope for Haiti, the mission he worked at, online at http://www.realhopeforhaiti.org/.