seriously. go away.

We were told whenever we got here that whenever it started raining all day every day, it would be "the rainy season." While that didn't help us schedule that into our planners, we now know what they were talking about. It is raining, all day, all night, all morning, every single day. At first, it was kind of nice. It cooled things off a little, greatly reduced the amount of dust in our home and on the street, and has everything looking quite green.

This has begun to be a problem now for us, because many area roads have been washed out and are now impassible. We have also been unable to do laundry for over a week because we have no drier, and the clothes have no time outside to dry (nor will they dry inside whenever we have no closed windows and its pouring, we have learned:) Our floor is a bed of dirt with one layer of tile over it, so as it rains, worms are coming up around our tiles (no more barefeet around the house, for sure!)

However, imagine for a moment that you have dirt for floors, that you have dirt for roads, that you have no vehichle, that your roof is a sheet of tin, that sleep on the floor, and that everything you are wearing is ALL that you have to wear. When it is hot and sunny, this is all ok. Now imagine that it has rained non-stop for 6 days.

The Haitians homes are flooded with feet of mud, they are sick from sleeping in the cold mud and from wearing wet clothes, they have to walk everywhere in the rain and mud, they are soaked to the bone pretty much continually, and their roofs are leaking on their children. The roofs in our seminary are all leaky continually, so Stacey's students took an exam this morning soaking wet (from their walk to the school) in their classroom under 2 inches of water, and the desks pooled with water. Suddenly, five days of rain mean that the Haitian people are miserable, coughing, sick, wet and muddy!

Again, we are so humbled by how different life is here, and by how very blessed our lives are! As we duck into our little house each night...wormy and with clothes hanging everywhere, but DRY, we pray again for the Lord to provide for the Haitian people in all of the ways that we cannot.

"Even to your old age
I will be the same,
and even to your graying years
I will bear you!
I have done it,
and I willcarry you;
I will bear you and
I will deliever you!"
Isaiah 46:4