My living quarters were a little unusual in Port au Paix. Our team slept on the roof over the kitchen and eating area. The ocean water was also right against the building. There was no beach. We had tents up on top of the roof but most of us sleep outside. The wind was insane. I woke up a few times thinking that the tents were going to fly away. On one night one of the kids was sick and when he woke up he forgot to put something on his air mattress so it wouldn’t fly away. Well it did. But, it hit me first. Luckily enough I wasn’t in a deep sleep I woke up just in time to grab it before it went over the wall.
We were only 5miles from Tortue Island. If you look at the picture above you can see many beautiful colors. It goes from brown, to blue green, to a blue, and then to a dark purple. The purple is one of the deepest parts of the ocean. And it is said that there are at least three pirate ships on the bottom.
On the shore in Haiti, really in most of Haiti, there is no light pollution. I stayed up many nights looking at the skies. I could see the big and little dipper every night. I counted a total of five shooting stares through out the week. It was amazing just to be able to see what we should always be able to see.
Even though the sky was beautiful at night it was a smoldering by day. My arms were burnt. My forehead was burnt. My neck was burnt.
All week long no insects bothered us so, I hadn’t put on bug spray. The last night the wind stopped. I woke up the next morning with bites all over me. Mostly my feet and arms were covered. I even had what looked like a toe ring. A sand flea just marched and munched around my toe until he went all the way around.
As I think more and more about it that is most likely the way Jesus slept. As he traveled around ministering to people he would have slept wherever there was something available. He ministered to the poorest of the poor in the poorest of poor areas. He would put up with bugs but enjoy the sky. Suffer from the sun but take pleasure in the colors of the water. He would take care of the least of these and play with the kids.
My new life mission statement: Life is a Mission Trip!
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