Abandoned Baby.

Woah, What a day! Days an weeks fly by in Haiti, I sometimes think back and say where did January 30th go. I’ve seen and experience so much in the last 7 months. Things that make me smile and some that make me want to cry.

Right now I am sitting in my freshly cleaned apartment… Thanks Lindsay. While I went to Port au Prince today she stayed home and cleaned. Shes the best first room mate ever! She has truly been a blessing to me and my time here, I couldn’t imagine the last 7 months without her.
On to my day. This morning myself and 3 other ladies went into Port au Prince grocery shopping and looking for gadgets for the kitchen. It was a fun day of fellowship together and also indulging in the comfort foods of home. They may not have milk but I bought a case of Mango juice.

While driving between stores and on the way home as I look out my window I saw 3 story buildings sandwiched together and rubble being removed by wheelbarrow. Its so easy for me to forget about it all… the mission is pretty and I have electricity and running water but not 40 kilometers away are people 7 months later still living in the middle of destruction. Its mind blowing at times and I will never be able to wrap my mind around what these people have gone through and are going through. All we can do is try to show the love and hope of Jesus.
Upon returning home, I had just finished unpacking the groceries and Lindsay got a call over the radio saying that we had child abandoned in the clinic. Lindsay headed down to the clinic and I headed down soon shortly after. I walked into our ER room to find a precious little boy who we were told was 2 years old. He arrived at the clinic earlier that day with his mother who went through triage and found out he most likely has Muscular dystrophy. She probably felt overwhelmed at what this meant for her little boy who was very weak. He was later found under a bench in our waiting room. We prayed over this little boy that he would know Jesus and that God would bless him and heal him and keep him safe. The mayor of Cabaret, a police and a judge were all brought into this situation. Sweet little Pierre is in the hands of the government. We wanted to badly to keep him while we searched for a place that would be able to care for Pierre and his special needs. As the police and judge met with our clinic administrator this tiny little boy was chugging pedialight and eating banana and apple sauce. Pierre eventually went into the ambulance with two visiting nurses to a hospital in Port au Prince who we pray will take very good care of this little boy we fell in love with.

So I as I sit on my couch about to go do my share of the cleaning, I am emotionally drained from the day but I smile because by the grace of God I am here and I know with out a doubt I am where God wants me right now at this moment.

This just in: as I was finishing my blog I got distracted by the fact that our nurses that went out to Port au Prince were not back yet and it was 7:45pm. So I called the driver and found out they were about a half an hour away. Now they left at 3pm so they had been gone for almost 5 hours. Turns out they went to 3 hospitals who dened Pierre and then ended up taking him the Mayor of Cabarets house which is a 10 minute drive from the mission. Having heard this… Sarah our eager , caring medical team leader gained the courage to phone our Haitian Director at quarter to 9 and convinced him to let us try and go get this sick little baby who needs to get medical attention and will not get it at the Mayor of Cabaret house. PRAY right now! Sarah, Lindsay, Ruben and Ford are on their way to the Mayor of Cabarets house to try and bring this little baby here to be taken care of while we find a perfect place for him to go.

I will update you more in the next couple days but please pray for everyone involved with this situation.

I’m about to hit the hay… no cleaning done on my part

Love, Blessings & sweet babies,

Leeann