In a little less than a day, I will be in a plane to Haiti, a little country that sits only 300 miles off our coastline, but is a world away. Every time I read the story of the rich man and Lazarus in the Bible, I can’t help but think of America as the “rich man” and Haiti as our “Lazarus” But I’m wandering from what has really been on my heart and mind the last couple days.
I volunteered to go as the team leader, and the last few weeks I’ve been wondering what I got myself into. I forgot all the paperwork and picky details that go into bringing a group of people to a foreign country. And I’ve found myself thinking “Never again!” “I’m not doing this again.” Continue reading Pre-Trip Ramblings