| | Posted by Billy on Monday, August 30, 2010 at 2:06pm | I am not usually at a loss for words. However, my mission trip to Haiti has left me without enough words to describe my experience. I was privileged to travel to Jacmel, Haiti with a medical mission team to diagnose and treat as many people as possible with limited supplies and equipment. After many hours of travel both in the air and on "roads" we were able to treat 870 needy people. From babies to senior adults, and some that did not know their age, every person was treated with dignity and respect by the team as we prayed, cried, shared and touched their lives.
Traveling to this third world country devastated by an earthquake will rattle your cage. It will definitely upset the applecart! My eyes witnessed people just trying to survive another day, always on the move with no where to go, picking up anything that could be made usable. I fully expected devastation and physical ruin of a country but what I experienced was a true spiritual disaster! Empty eyes stare at you wondering if you will take from them the very little they have or will you really help. The spiritual battle has left me "spent."
God changed everything about me and how I view what I do. I am a pastor, chaplain, writer, etc., but the only thing that truly mattered was my faith in Christ. When everything is stripped away except the faith you have nurtured for years you get a true picture of who and what you are.
Things get placed in perspective and prioritized very quickly and without input from you. No one cared if I had a doctorate or not. It did not matter what I had written or the size of church I pastor. The only thing that counted was my faith in the Lord Jesus Christ! No games. No polished sayings. No "Sunday School" answers. Face to face with a member of humanity that has no hope but what you share concerning Christ. I realized that for those without Christ this was the best it would ever get. Those with Christ knew that this is the worst it will ever be. Eternity hung in the balance, hung on words that I would share, hope I would give, life boiled down to the most important substance: faith.
We were able to preach and share Christ with all 870 patients plus others. I do not know how many prayed to receive Christ, that is God's business and matter of record. I do know we were faithful and tested. I pray we passed the test. I know we all tried with every ounce we could muster to be a beacon of hope in a very dark world. Maybe one day as I walk the streets of gold a brother from Haiti will place his hand in mine and say "thank you, you passed the test." Until then I plan to keep on sharing and searching for all God wants me to be and do.
Thanks again for all who prayed and gave so that I might share the hope we have in Jesus. Haiti Mission
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