Nail polish

I love nail polish. I have 25 of them. I don’t really enjoy getting my toes or nails done at the salon (it kinda creeps out me that I might get a fungus and loose my leg, I think I watched too many 60 minutes specials on this!) Anyway, so instead, I buy the colors I love and do it myself. So, when packing for Haiti, I am presented with trying to figure out what is essential, and what is not. Of course, Brandon and I differ greatly on what we would consider essential. He is devoting one of his only two checked bags to his surfboard-in hopes he will get the chance to surf in bacteria infested waters. I, on the other hand, devoted one of my 50lb bags to all cosmetics. I know, you’re thinking 50lbs?? But, remember, this is an esthetician packing, and I am doing the best I can!!! So, I am stocked on things like shampoo, body wash, face products, chapstick, medicine, tampons. I had to narrow down my collection of nail polish to an essential 12. Pretty good, huh? There is no Target down the street to grab what I might forget or run out of.  So, I am planning accordingly.

These are the final 12! Aren’t they pretty??

The way God makes choices.

I don’t really understand why God would want Brandon and me in Haiti. It doesn’t make a whole lot of sense to me. Why us? Why Haiti? What do we have to offer? Then, as I was doing a Beth Moore study on the Patriarchs, I came across this quote, “God doesn’t make choices the way people make choices. He’s looking for glory, explaining why He appears to have such an attraction to weakness” That is the truth!

A tough, resilient people

We’ve been able walk around with Andy, who is a photographer/journalist for Northwest Haiti Christian Mission. He works a few months in Haiti, and a few in the states. Right now he is writing an article about refugees in the Port de Paix area. He is an amazingly talented man who has been involved with Haiti and NWHCM for a few years now. He let us tag along with him one afternoon, and meet some of the families he had come across. One such family we met, and a short version of their story is as follows: The family lived in Port au Prince