When the Tears Fall -- Tim Hughes
I've had questions, without answers
I've known sorrow, i have known pain
but theres one thing, that i'll cling to
you are faithful, Jesus your true
when hope is lost, i'll call you saviour
when pain surrounds, i'll call you healer
when silence falls, you'll be the song within my heart
in the lone hour, of my sorrow
through the darkest night of my soul
you surround me, and sustain me
my defender, forever more
when hope is lost, i'll call you saviour
when pain surrounds, i'll call you healer
when silence falls, you'll be the song within my heart
I will praise you, i will praise you
when the tears fall, still i will sing to you
i will praise you, Jesus praise you
Through the suffereing still i will sing
when hope is lost, i'll call you saviour
when pain surrounds, i'll call you healer
when silence falls, you'll be the song within my heart
I've had questions, without answers
I've known sorrow, i have known pain
but theres one thing, that i'll cling to
you are faithful, Jesus your true
when hope is lost, i'll call you saviour
when pain surrounds, i'll call you healer
when silence falls, you'll be the song within my heart
I will praise you, i will praise you
when the tears fall, still i will sing to you
i will praise you, Jesus praise you
Through the suffereing still i will sing X2
when hope is lost, i'll call you saviour
when pain surrounds, i'll call you healer
when silence falls, you'll be the song within my heart
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Update from Norma
I am sad to say that Madam Marange (the marinade lady) passed away in the night last night. Here is a detailed account of the day from Norma:
...yesterday, - there was an accident that has caused untold grief and heartache. In a perfectly routine event, - the diesel truck came to unload fuel, - and it was actually in the process of unloading, - John had gone to get a tool, the driver was either behind the truck or across the street (unclear to me at this point in time) when the hose popped out of the big tank, spraying diesel fuel outside the wall, covering the women who cook food. This is a local fast food place where they daily cook rice and beans, marinade, sell candy, hotdogs etc. - Instantly the tentlike covering, the oil, the wooden tables AND THE WOMEN were on fire. I heard people screaming, get Mme Roger, - John says go to the Preschool, which is of course just 'next door' to the fire. As I was running, I could see the smoke, but of course had no idea what was happening. I ran into the preschool room escorted by Mme Emmanuel who had met me, - to be met by two women unbelievably burned. Their clothes were torn from them in the street as they burned. We put them in the shower to wash the diesel off of them, and slathered them with silvadine, - wrapped them in sheets, and took them to LaPointe. We were met by a team of workers and a crowd of people. They took them into the ER - which if you haven't been there, it does not resemble an emergency room as you would know it. The one lady, Mme Morange, was burned the worst, - between 50 and 60% of her body, skin all peeled off, -
They immediately put them on serum (IV's) with valium and perhaps something else. We had just bought a supply of silvadine, which is not available for purchase in Haiti, and had some burn bandages that had been donated when we had a little girl, Sabina, one of our students was badly burned. We had taken the Silvadine and the bandages with us. - Carmen and I worked alongside the doctor and nurses to get them cleaned - and again put Silvadine on them, as most of it was on the sheets, and bandage them. - Carmen determined she did NOT want to be a nurse! - me neither. I want to be a doctor! : ) They finished bandaging them and took them to rooms and we came home to get sheets for the beds, and fans, etc. The hospital supplies very basic needs which does not include sheets, food, nor constant care. The doctor assured us that they were stable, although it was very serious, - but at 6:15 this morning, her nephew came to tell us that she (Mme Morange) died.
John and Carmen and some of the family went today to pick up the body and take it to the morgue. In our devotion time before school this morning we all prayed for the family and everyone determined to surround this family with Christian love, - perhaps they will put their voodoo beliefs aside and let the Lord wash away their sin and grief. I am convinced God does not have a 'plan' for such a tragedy, but can use it, and as people see HIM (or us) holding out hands both giving and praying hands, perhaps they will become his disciples.
...yesterday, - there was an accident that has caused untold grief and heartache. In a perfectly routine event, - the diesel truck came to unload fuel, - and it was actually in the process of unloading, - John had gone to get a tool, the driver was either behind the truck or across the street (unclear to me at this point in time) when the hose popped out of the big tank, spraying diesel fuel outside the wall, covering the women who cook food. This is a local fast food place where they daily cook rice and beans, marinade, sell candy, hotdogs etc. - Instantly the tentlike covering, the oil, the wooden tables AND THE WOMEN were on fire. I heard people screaming, get Mme Roger, - John says go to the Preschool, which is of course just 'next door' to the fire. As I was running, I could see the smoke, but of course had no idea what was happening. I ran into the preschool room escorted by Mme Emmanuel who had met me, - to be met by two women unbelievably burned. Their clothes were torn from them in the street as they burned. We put them in the shower to wash the diesel off of them, and slathered them with silvadine, - wrapped them in sheets, and took them to LaPointe. We were met by a team of workers and a crowd of people. They took them into the ER - which if you haven't been there, it does not resemble an emergency room as you would know it. The one lady, Mme Morange, was burned the worst, - between 50 and 60% of her body, skin all peeled off, -
They immediately put them on serum (IV's) with valium and perhaps something else. We had just bought a supply of silvadine, which is not available for purchase in Haiti, and had some burn bandages that had been donated when we had a little girl, Sabina, one of our students was badly burned. We had taken the Silvadine and the bandages with us. - Carmen and I worked alongside the doctor and nurses to get them cleaned - and again put Silvadine on them, as most of it was on the sheets, and bandage them. - Carmen determined she did NOT want to be a nurse! - me neither. I want to be a doctor! : ) They finished bandaging them and took them to rooms and we came home to get sheets for the beds, and fans, etc. The hospital supplies very basic needs which does not include sheets, food, nor constant care. The doctor assured us that they were stable, although it was very serious, - but at 6:15 this morning, her nephew came to tell us that she (Mme Morange) died.
John and Carmen and some of the family went today to pick up the body and take it to the morgue. In our devotion time before school this morning we all prayed for the family and everyone determined to surround this family with Christian love, - perhaps they will put their voodoo beliefs aside and let the Lord wash away their sin and grief. I am convinced God does not have a 'plan' for such a tragedy, but can use it, and as people see HIM (or us) holding out hands both giving and praying hands, perhaps they will become his disciples.
Monday, May 19, 2008
A Heavy Heart
hey y'all. i know you are probably surprised to see me at 11:00 on a week night! this is a late night for a haitian!!! haha! i just wanted to send an e-mail to tell a little bit about my day today and ask you to pray for haiti.
today some men were filling the generator with diesel (not sonlight men, the men from the diesel place) and the line broke (we think). diesel went everywhere and got on a lady who sits by our generator every day selling food. she cooks marinad, fried plantain, and other fried foods and sells them right outside the school gates. apparently, the diesel mixed with her cooking oil and fire and caused an explosion. the lady was right in the middle of it all and she caught on fire. it was horrible.
the noise was so loud that there were easily 100 or 200 people in the street about 60 seconds after it happend. everyone nearby was rushing to see what was going on. norma rushed up and began caring for the woman. her entire body was burned and she was in terrible pain. the only thing she could do was sign hymns at the top of her lungs to keep her mind off the pain.
norma and carmen took her (and another lady who had a few minor burns) to the hospital in la pointe (the next town over) where she could be treated more properly. we found out this afternoon that she is going to be fine, but her body is still in pain.
i don't know her name...neither do most the haitians there today. they just called her "marinad madam"(the marinad lady). even so, god knows her name, so please pray for her and her recovery.
also, after school today, kala, ashley, and i went to visit some students, sherlande and levenson (a brother and sister in 4th and 1st grade at sonlight) that haven't been coming to school. they live with their mother who is crazy. the mom won't wash their clothes, won't let them go to school, and won't feed them. it broke my heart to see two of the sweetest children literally starving right before my eyes. they have both lost so much weight in the past few months. both kids say they want to come to school, but their mom doesn't want them to. their dad has moved to port-au-prince to take a higher paying job. i'm praying not to be so angry at him for leaving them with a woman he knew couldn't take care of them. but more than that, i'm praying for protection for sherlande and levenson and praying that god will restore their mother's mind so she can care for them and their 2-year-old sister.
my heart is so burdened for both of these families tonight. please pray with me for them (the marinad lady and sherlande and levenson). even though haiti is in such poor condition and i have seen a lot of things i never thought existed, very few things have caused me to cry over this past year, but tonight i can't stop the tears. my heart is breaking for these families...especially these children. please pray with me for them.
today some men were filling the generator with diesel (not sonlight men, the men from the diesel place) and the line broke (we think). diesel went everywhere and got on a lady who sits by our generator every day selling food. she cooks marinad, fried plantain, and other fried foods and sells them right outside the school gates. apparently, the diesel mixed with her cooking oil and fire and caused an explosion. the lady was right in the middle of it all and she caught on fire. it was horrible.
the noise was so loud that there were easily 100 or 200 people in the street about 60 seconds after it happend. everyone nearby was rushing to see what was going on. norma rushed up and began caring for the woman. her entire body was burned and she was in terrible pain. the only thing she could do was sign hymns at the top of her lungs to keep her mind off the pain.
norma and carmen took her (and another lady who had a few minor burns) to the hospital in la pointe (the next town over) where she could be treated more properly. we found out this afternoon that she is going to be fine, but her body is still in pain.
i don't know her name...neither do most the haitians there today. they just called her "marinad madam"(the marinad lady). even so, god knows her name, so please pray for her and her recovery.
also, after school today, kala, ashley, and i went to visit some students, sherlande and levenson (a brother and sister in 4th and 1st grade at sonlight) that haven't been coming to school. they live with their mother who is crazy. the mom won't wash their clothes, won't let them go to school, and won't feed them. it broke my heart to see two of the sweetest children literally starving right before my eyes. they have both lost so much weight in the past few months. both kids say they want to come to school, but their mom doesn't want them to. their dad has moved to port-au-prince to take a higher paying job. i'm praying not to be so angry at him for leaving them with a woman he knew couldn't take care of them. but more than that, i'm praying for protection for sherlande and levenson and praying that god will restore their mother's mind so she can care for them and their 2-year-old sister.
my heart is so burdened for both of these families tonight. please pray with me for them (the marinad lady and sherlande and levenson). even though haiti is in such poor condition and i have seen a lot of things i never thought existed, very few things have caused me to cry over this past year, but tonight i can't stop the tears. my heart is breaking for these families...especially these children. please pray with me for them.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
We Fly High...Ballin'
I went to my first Haitian basketball game Saturday night. It was quite an experience! First of all, we rarely go out after dark, and if we do, it's only around the corner to Norma's house. So being out at night in PdP was an experience all in itself.
Ashley, Kala, Josh, Lorraine and myself all loaded up on taxis and headed down to the school where the game was being held. When we got off our taxis, I honestly felt like I was in a scene from 8 Mile (you know, mine and Alan's favorite scene when Eminem is ready to battle). Seriously, there were people lined up outside and a ton of people being "bouncers" at the door. We paid our money to get in, and had to fight through a crowd just to get through the door. Once inside, we were greeted by several of our high school students. I wondered if they were embarrassed by all the "whities" that showed up to see them play (Almot swears it's not embarrassing, but I am not sure I believe her!).
I will let you read Ashley's blog (post coming soon!) about all the drama that ensued and us being "cared for" by Mama Maurasse (the sweetest lady in PdP!).
Because of our poor internet connection, I can't add photos to this, so if you would like to see a few of the pictures from our evening, click here. I only added a few pictures and most of them were taken by a 7-year old, so no promises on the quality!!!
Ashley, Kala, Josh, Lorraine and myself all loaded up on taxis and headed down to the school where the game was being held. When we got off our taxis, I honestly felt like I was in a scene from 8 Mile (you know, mine and Alan's favorite scene when Eminem is ready to battle). Seriously, there were people lined up outside and a ton of people being "bouncers" at the door. We paid our money to get in, and had to fight through a crowd just to get through the door. Once inside, we were greeted by several of our high school students. I wondered if they were embarrassed by all the "whities" that showed up to see them play (Almot swears it's not embarrassing, but I am not sure I believe her!).
I will let you read Ashley's blog (post coming soon!) about all the drama that ensued and us being "cared for" by Mama Maurasse (the sweetest lady in PdP!).
Because of our poor internet connection, I can't add photos to this, so if you would like to see a few of the pictures from our evening, click here. I only added a few pictures and most of them were taken by a 7-year old, so no promises on the quality!!!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
What a glorious day!!!
It's always a fun surprise when the boat gets here...but it's even better when you forget what you order. For dinner tonight, I had Pizza Rolls, Mountain Dew, Cool Whip, and Chocolate Chips. I figured I should get myself prepared for my re-entry into America in a few weeks...Haha!!!
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