We are still alive. You might have wondered, since we have gone off the radar for the last five weeks.  This has been both intentional, and unintentional.  We have been home, in San Diego, for the last five weeks. The plan was to rest, relax, and regroup.  Check. Visit with family and friends. Check. Get some alone time. Check. Fundraise. Partial Check. Work with OTB in getting logistics figured out. Mostly check.

How about a quick update on the kitchen? Looks like we are going to be able to pull a used generator from a nwhcm campus in St. Louis du Nord.  This will pry take a few weeks since it’s massive and we need to find a way to safely get it to Port de Paix (a mere 8 mile, 45 minute, pot hole ridden, bumpy ride).  Our goal: to make this kitchen work. God has shown us that it will be nothing shy of a miracle to start cooking some food… and we are going to do all we can to help facilitate that.

And so we leave.. in just four short days…..

So, it is with mixed emotions as we announce we are headed home..

The hard part: We still don’t have a working generator to run the kitchen. The kitchen is up and looking great, but we have no power to cook the food!! We are waiting in hopes to get a used one fixed and moved from St. Louis to Port de Paix. We are also pry going to buy one in the states and ship it to Haiti-which means it will take at least 6 weeks to get to us in Haiti.

The good part:  That means we are coming home now! We decided it didn’t make a whole lot of sense to sit around and wait for the generator, and then once it gets here (maybe sometime in late July or August) then leave for a month to take a break. (Since our original plan was to come home Aug 12)  So, we have tickets to come home July 1st, and we have not purchased return tickets yet. We could be home as short as two week, but possibly as long as a month….

We continue to wait upon the Lord. This is not ideal timing to us -We are anxious and excited to get the kitchen up and feeding people. But, He continues to remind us to wait upon Him. His timing is perfect, His ways are not always knows to us. So, once again, we learn to relinquish control. He is good, and He will bring this kitchen together when He wants to. He is faithful, he always has been and He always will be. He will bring this kitchen together -as we have seen already.

Total time trying to get from DC to Port de Paix: 37 hours. I left the 28th at 4am and finally arrived the 29th at 5pm. I am beat. I packed frozen food hoping to get a few treats here that we can’t have at home-like hamburger meat, strawberries, blueberries, and cheese. It was doing okay, even after putting it all on ice at the hotel in Miami, until it didn’t make the small plane ride from Port au Prince to Port de Paix. I cried. I held it together through it all (even spilling blueberry juice on me and all my bags since it leaked from the cooler cause it defrosted so bad, the multiple delays, loosing the food I wanted so bad to have here, and the money lost buying it) but what really did me in was knowing we have to turn around tomorrow to try and get back home.