Reflections from Haiti (Day 3)

May 19th, 2010 Comments off

So the third day was a the first day our team started the actual work we were sent for.  After breakfast and a group devotion with all the Disaster Relief teams and Haitian workers, we got into our car and drove about 50 minutes away to a rural village to the site we were working at.  It was a somewhat small house that had collapsed and some of the walls and ceiling were still intact.  There was still a lot of debris and bricks all over to be cleaned up by our team.  There was a lot of stagnant water just in front of the house so there were a lot of mosquitoes buzzing around.  I had already been bitten quite a number of times from inside the house we were staying at, and the bites were a nuisance while I was working.  They told us to move all the debris to cover the water to get rid of the mosquitoes, and I wore long sleeve to protect myself from being bitten even more.  We started to get to work and not 15 minutes into working all of us were sweating so much and fatigued.  I think that day was THE hardest (not the worst) day of my life.  I don’t think any of the team members expected how hard the working conditions were.  It was about low 90’s and even though it was overcast, the rays seemed to shoot right through and burn us if we didn’t have adequate sun block.  It was also very humid so the sweat felt really uncomfortable.  On top of that, we were doing some labor intensive work.  I think about 30 minutes into working I had already taken off my long sleeve and every 15 minutes we were all taking water breaks not to dehydrate and overheat ourselves.

From the moment we started working, we drew in a crowd of observers (mostly kids), and we would take the time to talk to them and share with them a tract in Creole that the NAMB had printed out.  We had an interpreter who would help us communicate with curious audience, and sometimes they would even pick up a shovel or rake and start helping.

For lunch, all of us had to bring our own snacks and protein like bars to sustain us until dinner.  We little  water pouches that were provided by DR, which was nice because it was refreshingly cold.  We continued to work and clean up the ruble and made great progress.  We quite early because we were going to visit an orphanage nearby, but because our team leader wasn’t feeling too well we decided not to go.

On the drive back to the house everyone was so wiped out we barely talked or said anything.  When we got back everyone cleaned up and got ready for dinner.  Usually during dinners the IC (like the managers for all the work being done through DR) people would open up the time for all the teams to share some encouraging news about the day.  Monday was the most encouraging news that heard during that week.  Dennis, one of the IC people shared about the history of Haiti and compared it to the US.  US and Haiti are very similar countries in that they were both colonies of a country, and both declared independence around the same time.  In fact, Haiti was exporting MORE resources back to France than the original 13 colonies combined.  So why is it that US is one of the richest countries in the world, and Haiti the poorest in the western hemisphere?  Dennis attributed that US built the country on Biblical principles, and Haiti (even though many deny and it is considered a Catholic country) actually made a 200 year pact with the Devil through this ceremonial ritual that basically pushed Haiti into voodoo- ism, which instills fear into its followers otherwise a curse would be placed on them.  After 200 years passed (2004), the now former Haitian president was going to renew that pact, but for some reason that DIDN’T happen.  Dennis also explained that Pastor LeBlanc, who heads CMBH, has a HUGE vision for Haiti, that 1.5 million people would be saved ( I forgot the time frame that he said, but I think it all started in 2003), and they felt that this earthquake really jump started a revival in Haiti.  These people are so open and willing to change their views of God because everything was literally shaken up in their lives.  Nothing seemed as it was, and Christians are able to give them that solid hope in Jesus Christ.  Not to place any importance in numbers, but about 85 new churches started since the earthquake, and there have been 85,000+ professions of faith since then too.  Whether or not they are true conversions I don’t know, but the fact is something is stirring in Haiti, and I believe it is the Holy Spirit!

Another amazing story that I heard was up on the mountain side, there used to be a part of it that looked like an “X”, but after the earthquake, that “X” shifted into a cross.  I think that’s God’s way of reclaiming Haiti.  Wouldn’t it be amazing to have a gigantic cross up on the mountain side as a daily reminder that God is HERE, and He dwells within His people who are the church.

Just a side note, when our team was called to Haiti, we were told that we might have to move the Buckets of Hope buckets.  The update on that is, our team never got to see those buckets, which would have been really cool.  Last I heard they have several shipping containers that contained close to 150,000 buckets awaiting to be released by customs.  SBC will move all of those buckets to a secure warehouse in which they will distribute the buckets through the local churches to not cause any riots.  I was really praying to get to see those buckets, because my church put together 60 buckets, and it would have been really cool to be in Haiti seeing those buckets in the hands of Haitian people.  God said ‘no’ and had me do other important work that needed to be done =)

That’s pretty much all for this day….until tomorrow!

Reflections from Haiti (Day 2)

May 18th, 2010 Comments off

During the second day, being a Sunday, all the teams that were at the compound visited different Haitian churches.  So after breakfast, we all got into our van and drove about 40 minutes into downtown Port-au-Prince to the church that we were visiting.  As we were driving there, our interpreter was explaining to us that there are 2.5-3 million people in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, and the death count so far since the earthquake was at around 250,000, not including people who might still be buried underneath ruble still.  Right now there are about 1.5 million people are living out on the streets because they are too traumatized to go back into their homes.  Later on, we heard a report that it is estimated about 1.3 million of those people can safely live in their homes but they will chose not to and sleep in tents right outside their homes on concrete ruble.  The interpreter also gave us insight as to why practically all of Haiti uses concrete to build, and it is because it is the only thing that can stand up to hurricanes (which they get more of every year than major earthquakes), and to use wood would be very expensive because it is a very scarce commodity.

 When we got to the church, I could hear praise songs joyfully being sung with such enthusiasm and emotion from outside the building.  There were probably close to 100 people inside, dancing, clapping, and raising their hands while singing, and never stopped when a bunch of guys with yellow shirts came in.  They led us to sit in the front, where they continued to sing praises until the pastor came and gave us some encouragement and thanked our team for coming to Haiti to help them out.  They asked each one of us to say a few words, and when I went up I wanted to encourage them with a verse from Hebrews 10:24-25, but somehow with the translation I ended up only saying part of the verse. 

After each of the members spoke, one of our team mates requested to share a short message on the spot, and he spoke on Hebrews 12:26-29 which talks about God will shake the Heavens and the earth once again, and only things that are “unshakable” will remain, which poses us with a question what are we holding onto in this life???

Apparently, this was the FIRST time the congregation met in their own church building SINCE the earthquake, because the building collapsed and the ruble and debris kept them from meeting there.  All of it was cleared out and ready to open the church with a blue tarp over as a make-shift temporary roof, and I think another SBC Disaster Relief team JUST finished cleaning the site up the day before.

After the church service, we visited the Presidential Palace.  As soon as we got out of the car, some kids came up to us asking for a dollar.  Again, all I could do was say no and smile.  I was so surprised that this one little kid saw my name tag and was able to read my name, and was saying “Nick”.  I asked him what his name was, but I don’t think I was saying it right because he wasn’t responding.  We took a few pictures of the palace, and headed over to a cathedral that was also damaged from the earthquake.  There again, kids came up to us asking for food and money, and we couldn’t give them anything.  After taking more pictures of the cathedral, we went back to our “base”.  We didn’t have much to do afterwards, I think most of us napped because still jet lagged, and not used to waking up so early.

After dinner, I was invited by one of my team mates to the kitchen where he introduced me to our interpreter for the week, and 2 of the cooks daughters.  It was so crazy because we had a spontaneous worship night right there in the kitchen.  It was really cool to be singing common songs that all of us knew with a little travel guitar.

Every night, we would have a team debriefing where we would talk about the day, what was good, what could we have done better, and any concerns/issues that came up.  Then we would have a devotion led by one of the team mates.  I think another thing that God blessed us with was really great team cohesion.  From the moment we met at LAX/Fort Lauderdale, to when we all departed from the airport we just clicked with each other and worked well with each other.  There weren’t ANY conflicts with our team members, and we always were encouraging each other and building each other up.

So for my thoughts and reflections of the day, I think this was THE day that really hit me and things just started becoming so surreal for me.  The first day, I saw Haiti for all of 20 minutes from the airport to the house, and after that I was locked up in that compound for our own “safety”, so there’s only so much you can see and experience in 20 minutes.  But the second day, we drove MUCH longer periods of time, and actually got out of the car to interact with people and such.  I saw sooooooo many houses completely collapsed and destroyed, tent cities EVERYWHERE, ruble, ruble, and more ruble, more and more trash and you could tell when you were getting close to a trash pile because of the smell, and practically the entire city was out on the streets.  The fact hit me that this truly was a disaster and I have NEVER in my life experienced anything to this magnitude and I don’t know how I would even react in a situation like this.  Again, I keep thinking what if this were to happen in Los Angeles, or even San Jose, both being on a major fault line.  I realized that it would take YEARS for Haiti to recover from this event, and the week that I was there would only contribute to a fraction of the help needed.  I remember as we were driving back to the compound, I became overwhelmed by these thoughts and emotions and began to tear up.  I remember asking God to give me the strength to go through this week and help me to understand His BIG picture of the work He is doing in Haiti.  And boy did I hear some amazing BIG stories that I will share with you in later posts =)

Another thing that was kind of hard for me to get used to was NOT being able to give people any food, water or money, especially people I know are in need.  I realize that the safety of the team is important and causing a riot would be really dangerous, but it just kills me inside NOT being able to help those in need which is the reason why I wanted to go to Haiti in the first place.  Again, this goes with God’s BIG picture.

Anyways, that is day 2 of Haiti….still LOTS more to tell, tomorrow is the start of the actual work we were there for =)

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Reflections from Haiti (Day 1)

May 17th, 2010 Comments off

Wow…it’s been a month since I just left from Haiti…and I know I haven’t been able to really let most of you know my experiences, thoughts and reflections from the trip, other than family and CGBC people.  Even IF I told you about Haiti, these blogs will probably reveal even more stuff….  So for the next week I will try and post up something everyday that happened a month ago (so I’m not posting a gigantic blog post like God’s Hand is AWESOME!… hehe) starting with today!  Everything is still fresh in my head, and just in case… I kept journal of everything that happened while I was there.

So the trip actually started on 4/16 for our 11:45pm flight from LAX.  Right when I was dropped off, I immediately saw the team members in front of the ticket counters, because they were wearing the Disaster Relief shirts.  God continued to shower us with his blessings as we were able to fit 2 boxes worth of medical supplies in each of the team members luggage’s because the airline wouldn’t let us check the boxes in.  On top of that, NO luggage that the team members checked-in were overweight!  We took a red-eye flight (super rough, so none of us got any sleep) to Fort Lauderdale, Florida where we met the last team member, and prayed together before our flight to Port-au-Prince, Haiti.  The flight was pretty packed with a mixture of volunteers (mostly doctors and nurses), but there were a handful of Haitians as well.  On the flight, I met a Haitian named Jin (or Gin?), and he lives in Cincinnati, but has a house in Haiti.  This was the first time he has had a chance to go back to his house in Haiti since the earthquake. 

When we arrived at Port-au-Prince, a SBC representative met with us and once we got all our baggage, we headed out of the airport into a security waiting area, and from there you could see all these people looking through the gates like they were hopeless.  While we were waiting for our cars to take us to the place we were staying at, we were approached by a man who was on crutches and on leg was amputated and had a puffy lip.  He asked us for some food, and we were warned NOT to give out ANYTHING to ANYONE unless we were told to do so because it could start a riot, endangering our team and any other Disaster Relief teams that would come in the future because of our symbolic Disaster Relief shirts.  It was pretty hard to do, and I felt like we were letting that man down, but I think the bigger picture helps remind me that God is moving in BIG ways.

It was about a 20 minute drive to the house we were staying at, and on the ride there I got to see a glimpse of the damage and affects of the earthquake that happened in January.  We passed by tent cities, people just loitering on the side of streets, trash everywhere, and of course a lot of ruble and buildings that collapsed.  When we got to the house (about 12pm Haiti time) we were briefed on what’s going to happen within the next week, and all of the logistics and such.  The management let us rest the day to recuperate from all the traveling.  Not much happened the rest of that day as we settled in, and rested up.  I had a strange dream while I was napping, and to make the long story short, I felt like I was battling against Satan, like he was in me, and I was rebuking him in the name of Jesus, and every time I would say “Jesus” I would get chills down my entire body (like even though I was sleeping I could still feel the chills).  I woke up I think after the third time I rebuked Satan in my dream, and I was sweating (even though the A/C was on) and my heart pounding.  I only mention this, because I think a few other teammates also had troubling dreams as the next few nights, I heard a couple of them shout something really loud in their sleep, so I’m not sure if Satan was trying to like do some damage or something, and if he was, it DIDN’T work.

In general, the weather in Haiti was about low 90’s but VERY humid.  Nights were high 70’s and still humid, but we had air conditioning in the house we were staying at.  The house is owned by the Florida convention and also serves as a headquarters for CMBH (think of it like Southern Baptist Convention for Haiti), so there’s a mix of Haitian and SBC workers within this house.  We did have Haitian cooks, which they cooked us breakfast and dinner every day.  It was authentic Haitian food, and it’s not too much different from deep south soul type food.  I think the weirdest thing I ate was goat, but it tasted much like beef so I was ok with it.

I think being able to stay at that house was a blessing from God, because originally, we were supposed to camp out at the site where we were working at (about 45 minutes away from the house), which meant no showers, running water, clean drinkable water, A/C, or electricity (INTERNET).  It would have been a MUCH rougher trip if we had to camp out, and by staying at the house, we were able to eat well, take showers, A/C and electricity to charge camera batteries (I wouldn’t have been able to take 1,300 pictures…), Skype my family letting them know everything was ok, and rest well after a hard day’s work.

To me, everything was still going so smoothly, and I was just moving with the flow.  I don’t think it really hit me that day that I was really doing this and I was actually in Haiti, a foreign country 3,000 miles away from home with people I barely knew.  You could say I had this deep sense of peace about the whole thing, and knowing that God has continued to show His favor on us and everything that we did really helped a lot. 

I remember constantly thinking about what would happen if my hometown experienced a disaster such as this, and what would I do if MY home were destroyed and everything I have was gone at an instant.  It really reminded me that things of this world are temporary and can be destroyed at any moment.  Matthew 6:19-20 says: “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal.”  So I hope this blog of day one in Haiti gets you thinking about what we store here on earth and is it really worth it, because at anytime, it can be destroyed or stolen.  What treasures do you have awaiting in heaven?

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Support Letter

April 15th, 2010 Comments off

Dear Family and Friends:

It is with great excitement that I write this email because of a recent opportunity that has been given to me.  I have been asked to serve in Haiti for one week (4/17 – 4/24) along with a team of 6 other people.  We are going under the California Southern Baptist Convention Disaster Relief organization (much like the Red Cross but comprised of Southern Baptist churches).  We will be going in to do demolition and cleanup work, as well as moving and distributing food supplies that many of the Southern Baptist Churches have donated through an effort called Buckets of Hope (It will be pretty amazing if I actually get to handle the 60 buckets my church put together for this effort).  As far as I know, we will be camping at the site where we will be cleaning, and I am not too sure the conditions or what to expect there.

Many of you may have already heard this news, but for those who have not, I would still consider it “news” because I was only asked last Thursday, and decided to go on last Friday.  The past week, I have been making the necessary preparations to be able to go to Haiti, and I realized because everything was coming together so well that this is truly God’s will for me.  There have been absolutely NO major setbacks as I have been in the process of preparing, and being much of a worrier myself, I found peace knowing that God was taking care of me every step of the way.

I wanted to take this chance I had before things get hectic again to send out a support letter.  I thank all of you for your partnership in this short-term mission trip I am embarking on, and when I get back I will definitely give you all a full debriefing on everything I can.  For now, here are a couple praises and prayer requests:

  • Praise God for opening this door and calling me to Haiti, especially when I’ve been feeling the compassion and burden to help those who are in need.
  • Praise God that the preparation process has been going so smoothly, and as of right now, I am pretty much all set to go.
  • Pray for the people in Haiti.  Even though the earthquake struck over 3 months ago, it will take many months to rebuild their country to a new “normal”.
  • Pray for the Haitian government, that they would serve their people and that there would be less corruption and greed.
  • Pray for the area we will be working at, and the Haitian people there that we will be able to minister to them through our love for Jesus Christ.
  • Pray for all the helpers, both outside and in Haiti, making these Disaster Relief efforts possible.  Without their help, we can bring no HOPE to the Haitian people.
  • Pray for the team that we will be physically and emotionally ready to do the work we are called to do.

Some of you expressed interest in supporting me financially.  If you want to support me financially as well, please let me know individually (before or after I leave), and I can help you with that.  Please feel free to forward this email to any others (and sorry if you got this email twice).  If there are any more details you wish to know, feel free to ask me!  Thanks again for your support!  I am anxious yet excited to go as this will be my FRIST Disaster Relief response. =)

“The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face shine upon you, and be gracious to you; the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace.” ~Numbers 6:24-25.


Nick Tam

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God’s Hand is AWESOME!

April 10th, 2010 Comments off

Wow…I’m sorry for always updating whenever something major happens….but its times like these I just want to shout from the top of my lungs on how AMAZING God is!!! I hope this blog encourages you as it has to others that I have shared this testimony with. Maybe sharing how I have seen God’s hand move in my life will allow you to see how His hands are working in YOUR life today big or small.

The story begins on January 12, 2010, a day of devastation for Haiti. Honestly, I was so wrapped up in my own little world I paid absolutely no attention to the news about Haiti, but as the weeks progressed, I started to see the real needs and suffering of Haitian people. My heart began to truly see the devastation and yet I became conflicted with the inability to do anything for them other than just giving money and praying. I felt that just wasn’t enough for me. I began to have that urge or calling so to speak to do something as drastic as going to Haiti. The idea of me going to Haiti seemed impossible and quite frankly too big of a task for me and quickly went to the back of my head.

The calling resurrected when I learned about training in February for California Southern Baptist Convention (CSBC) Disaster Relief response team. Knowing that they respond to many types of disasters both nationally and internationally, I was excited to be trained into part of a network that would enable me to help others in times of a crisis, especially Haiti. I thought that by being trained, I could make my request to be sent to Haiti and help out with whatever I can. Unfortunately that calling was once again shattered, when I heard the director mention that Haiti is in a very fragile state and they would only consider sending “seasoned veterans”. Since this was my first time being trained and having never responded to a disaster, I felt disappointed about not being able to go to Haiti again.

Though I was disappointed, I felt that this training should not go to waste, and I quickly emailed the director of CSBC Disaster Relief after the training and mentioned my desire to go to Haiti, but would love to serve in any opportunities that I could gain experience in responding to disasters, and so, somehow, gain enough experience to be sent off to Haiti, or any other international response in case it takes years for me to gain the status of a “seasoned veteran”. The director responded and said that I just need to let a coordinator know when I am available and she will do her best to schedule me in. This email correspondence was about the end of February. After his response, I never responded back since all I had to do was let a coordinator know when I am available.

After this period I casually talked to a few people of my interest in going out of my comfort zone and serving and just being a very missional person. I even expressed interest into going to the Philippines with my brother this summer. Whatever it was, I felt that I needed to get out of LA, California, the US to experience a different kind of world in need. Even Mexico wouldn’t count because I was too familiar with it and I have been there before. I just wanted to be able to put myself out there so I would experience somewhat of the sufferings that Christ tells us to expect in John 15:20. If we honestly believe in God’s Word, then as a Christian, we should expect suffering, and in my mind, if we aren’t experiencing suffering that Jesus himself says many times during His ministry, I think something is quite wrong. Maybe churches in the Western World have successfully created a comfortable bubble around Christians and the worst kind of suffering we will experience is being ignored or…GASP…yelled at. Christians all over the world are still being martyred, beaten, humiliated, and cursed upon; and we whine about being scared because of what people think about us. I began to realize that my faith needed to be tested, and I was fearful that when it comes to real suffering my faith would snap with just even an itsy bitsy tiny amount of pressure like a toothpick.

I think my faith began to be tested in March because that month happened to be quite a busy month, with events pretty much every Saturday and Sunday. It was stretched even further when my car overheated one day and the radiator burst, causing much stress and energy to fix it. When I finally fixed it, that very next day I brought it to church… it was broken into and my radio, iPod, and Bluetooth headset were all stolen. It happened right in front of church, which makes it very strange because this is the first time anyone’s car has ever been broken into since they moved to this location, AND my car has had that stereo for like 5 years….it’s not even worth like $20 on the market today. It was almost as if Satan was warning me that he can inflict worse things to me and not just my car should I continue to be faithful and serve God. The busyness and car troubles took quite a toll on my spiritual life, as I was becoming gloomier about everything really having no life in anything I did. Whatever I read during my devotions, and His Word never seemed applicable.

That finally brings us to recent happenings!!! Yesterday, I received a phone call from the coordinator asking me if I want to go to Haiti for one week!!! Keep in mind that I never told her my availability, but she was copied on the director’s email and she had made a note that I wanted to go to Haiti and because one of the team members had to back out, she decided to ask me to go in place of that team member. My initial thought was to go because I’ve had that sense that I wanted to go before, but because it was such last minute, I didn’t know if I could do it. Nevertheless I was given a day to think about it and give my final answer. I immediately told my parents (and later the rest of the family), the Board of Deacons, and Pastor, because I knew I needed their support if I were to go. I became more and more anxious/nervous about whether or not I should go, and my heart was literally pounding from the call until I began to play the guitar and pray for direction and God’s will. Its ironic how I chose to sing the song “Trust and Obey” because one of the verses says: “Where He sends we will go”, and I felt at that point it was God’s will for me to go.

Later that night, I sought after my parent’s thoughts and they had a lot of reservations that made it seem like I should not go. They never technically said “no, you should not go,” but in their hearts I knew they were concerned for my well being. It brought me too much confusion, because I thought that God would confirm His will with the overwhelming approval from my parents, and when I did not get that I began to wonder what God really intended for me. I decided to fast until I made my decision and told the coordinator whether or not I was going. After much thinking, I just went to sleep because I wasn’t getting anywhere in finding God’s will.

This morning, I talked to my Pastor and after much discussion; I realized that God’s will was always for me to go to Haiti. I thought Haiti was impossible to get into so I thought that door was closed and looked for other opportunities (like the Philippines). Little did I know that God had been closing the door on the Philippines mission trip (some complications), and flung the Haiti door WIDE OPEN. All I really had to do was say “God, where you send, I will GO!” And in regards to the confusion I was experiencing last night, it was really because I placed my parents concerns over God’s concerns. Not to say that my parents concerns are not important, but compared to God’s, they are nothing. Jesus implicates this when he rebukes Peter in Matthew 16:23 when He tells Peter he does “not have in mind the things of God, but the things of men.”

What really brought me back was a profound devotion that Pastor shared with me…and it talked about a professor named Dr. Baker James Cauthen. He resigned from his position at Southwestern Seminary and pastoral position at a church to take his family to China in 1939 (which was in the midst of war). No logical person would ever uproot his family and move them to an entirely new country AND in the midst of war. But the profound part of the devotion happens to be his response to every: “the safest place in all the world to be is the center of the will of God.” That did it for me, I KNEW this was God’s will already, and I had nothing to fear anymore (stuff like my parents concerns), and nothing would stop me from doing the will of God. The added benefit was that Pastor said he and the entire church would support me as a “missionary” and a representative of God’s Kingdom and Chinese Grace Baptist Church.

I quickly called my parents and the coordinator to let them know of my decision to go to Haiti. You must realize that I decided to go to Haiti within 24 hours of the initial call, but the story doesn’t end there, in fact it gets so much better…because now you will actually see God’s hand working.

The next step I needed to take care of right away is to get an appointment to update my shots for traveling outside of the country. While they are not required, they are highly recommended and would probably ease my parents mind in going. I figured Kaiser, being such a large organization the earliest I would be able to get an appointment would be Monday. When I called for an appointment, I was told I needed to call some travel immunization department before making an appointment to get the shots. The thing was, you basically leave a message with that department answering basic questions like where are you going, and how long and they would get back to you within 2 business days. That meant the earliest they would get back to me would be Monday or Tuesday given today was a Friday and I called about 11:30am. I haven’t mentioned when I was going to Haiti so far, but I would be leaving Friday night. So it was looking like I wouldn’t be able to get those shots by Wednesday which is cutting it quite close. About 12:30pm my phone rang, and it was the travel department returning the call!!! The interesting thing was that I realized they were calling me during their lunch break, because when I left a message, they asked what time would be best to call back and stated that their lunch break is between 12:15 – 1:30pm. I am starting to see God’s might hand in all of this…

After I finished with the travel department, they said they would send an order of all shots and pills I needed to the Baldwin Park facility, so the next step was to make an appointment with that facility. When I called, the nurse was out to lunch, so I had to leave a message and I would get a call back when the nurse returns. I get the call at 1:40pm and I straight out asked if there was any possibility for me to get an appointment today, because I needed to get the anti-malaria pills today to start taking them tomorrow. The nurse said they have one available appointment at 3:30pm so I book it and think how incredible God has been so far! Before going to Baldwin Park, I purchased my airline tickets and then headed out the Kaiser.

When I got there, they were ready with my appointment and three shots (Tetanus, Typhoid, and Hepatitis A) that took all of 5 minutes in which I got to share with the nurse why I was going to Haiti. They then sent me down to the pharmacy to pick up the antibiotics (in case anything happens), and anti-malaria drugs that I was told I needed to start tomorrow. After waiting for about 20 minutes, my prescriptions were ready and when I picked it up, I noticed they didn’t give me the anti-malaria drug. When I asked them about it, they replied that they had to order it and it would be available to pick up on Tuesday. I told the pharmacist my situation, in that I needed them today in order to start the regimen tomorrow, he asked me to wait for a moment. After going to the back and discussing with I think the head pharmacist and making a call, he came back and told me that the next door pharmacy had the pills I needed and it would only take a couple of minutes to walk it over. This is where I go ballistic, ecstatic and recognize God is truly AMAZING. I felt it was such a HUGE confirmation that God is calling me to Haiti (even if it is just for one week) that I posted a status on Facebook.

That concludes the work of God for today! I would be lying if I said I had COMPLETE trust in God all the time, because there were moments where I was worried that something might go wrong, and I may not get to do everything I need to. But after today, and God helping me take care of a big portion of the TODO list, comforts me that He is with me, and nothing can stop my sovereign God. The story is far from over, and there is still a lot to prepare for my trip to Haiti. I’m positive God’s awesome hand will continue to be doing some miraculous things before, during and after Haiti. I hope this testimony has encouraged you that our God is alive and moving. Take this time to see how He might be working in your life.

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