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|Haiti Missionary Work|
[/tab][tab]In June 2012 a group of volunteers traveled to Haiti to help raise a Blessed Generation there. Here are a few testimonies of volunteers:
….My experience was very profound and heart moving. I felt the
pain of the people, and saw their desperate condition. I knew that I had
to do something. My wife and I decided to give of ourselves to work
and lift up the young people. Our hope is to help raise up a new
generation. I never saw one person smoking, even after being in Haiti
for a whole week. Everyone there was respectful, and very responsive
to the teachings. -Rev. Jeddie King
Many times my train of thoughts were interrupted by someone hitting on the walls in prayer outside the gate of our resident. … One morning I visited the terrace … when I looked on the ground
I saw a lady laying there praying, I fell apart. It was more than I could keep
inside, and the tears fell like rain. You can lose yourself here, and feel like you
have enough love to embrace the entire world in your arms; and still have love to
…Mrs. Evelyne Drake returned to the bus , I saw the pain on
her face, and it connected to me deep down in my heart. She has made this same
trip for five years. I couldn’t help but wonder how many times her words have
fallen on deaf ears, and if any noticed the pain she carries inside? Today my
sister, I see your face and I feel your pain…
…Looking around this miserable place it’s hard to believe that God
could be here, but He is. I have never felt the Holy Spirit so much as I
have since I’ve been here…
…. I recall that the tenants had left me owing two to five months rents. This was money I
could use to help purchase the land [ in Haiti]we had talked about [for buliding a Blessed Generation Youth Center]. I woke up one morning with a burning desire in my heart to step out on faith
against all odds. I told my husband the plan, and he was with me 100%.
I went to the bank like I was riding on a cloud. It wasn’t until I got out of
my truck that I realized I had forgotten my shoes. The Holy Spirit was all
over me…-Minister Elma King
When we reached the border on our way to Haiti, a little boy wearing a yellow t-shirt, whose eyes met mine. We had to walk several places in our efforts to pass through inspection with our pass ports. Everywhere I went this little boy with several friends, were right by my side. As I got into the vehicle to leave for Haiti, the kid was there. He looked at me and touched his stomach to let me know that he was hungry. I tried to give him change from my hand bag, but was told that they wanted dollars. I didn’t have dollars. I couldn’t stop thinking of him the whole week that we did missionary work in Cap- Haitian. At night I thought of my own childhood. I was this little child. Tears felled as I remembered what the pain of hunger felt like. Not one day, not two days, but three days without food. True Parent’s words flooded my mind. It was like I had read about this place and the people here in words of True Parents. Yes, this is the place and many other places like these!
When we returned on the bus to the border, my eyes searched to find the kid with the yellow t-shirt. I didn’t see him with my physical eyes, but his face will never leave my heart. Mrs. Evelyne Drake returned to the bus, and when I saw the pain on her face, it connected to me deep down in my heart. She has made this same trip for five years. I couldn’t help but wonder how many times her words have fallen on deaf ears, and if anyone noticed the pain she carries inside? Today my sister, I see your face and I feel your pain. We can’t say to our sisters and brothers here to, go and be fed, go and be clothed, go and continue to be homeless with a clear conscious. We came, we saw and we have to be that agent of change.
-Minister Elma King