welcome home!

Not Roseola.  Another long night of returned high fevers...fever, rash, inconsolable.  Little Ben can't eat, can't sleep, and is apparently hurting something awful because all we can really do is hold him and pass him back and forth between Matt and I while he cries.

Seems like measles, could be measles.  Could be explained by what many are calling the "fever epidemic" that a lot of kids have had this past week or two in a country that largely doesn't vaccinate for measles.  Nothing you can do for measles. But our precious doctor doesn't think his rash looks like measles, so the search continues...?  At any rate, please be praying for Ben, for his illness to break soon...it's so hard seeing him so miserable.

So good to be welcoming Grammy and PopPop here, helping and enjoying family time, all the same!

Today was a busy day of painting, weeding, hair-cuts, and a super meaningful house dedication with our Welcome Home Haiti family and our precious friends Job, Ta-ta, Gaba, Alexandra and John Kennedy.

From the first moment we entered Job's house many years ago, seeing them in a different one has been heavy on our hearts.  Their house is a tiny, dark, muddy, wet home, with three kids in one twin mat and no living space to speak of.  We started working with Job years ago to get him a plot of land (which is so expensive) and by the time some land was finally theirs, there was nothing left to build a house with...nor is that anything we know anything about.  We've prayed and trusted and waiting earnestly with Job's family, and when we mentioned their family to WHH a long time ago, it seemed impossible that TODAY would ever happen.

Matt got to speak at the house dedication today, and as he talked about how God formed on the first three days of creation, and then filled on the last three, it was such a powerful reminder to me of how God truly forms AND fills our prayers.

Tonight, their family is sleeping for the first time in their OWN beds in a DRY house that God formed, and filled, with His people.

God also reminded me that it doesn't all come down to us...we don't have to do it all.  We can do our best. And then we can pray. And He can use or not use whoever or whatever He wants to answer those prayers.  I'm SO THANKFUL for Welcome Home Haiti, and how they graciously, generously and beautifully formed a true home for a godly, beautiful and needy family in our village today.

Their family was just giddy (I know the pictures don't show it.  This is like one of my least favorite things about Haitian culture!) and the spirit of the service was so celebratory. I love it. I'm so grateful we were able to be a part of this, so grateful that are able to, in tiny ways, be a part of what God's doing in people's lives, in Haiti.  I love the men and women who were burdened to sacrifice and give and come and be such a vessel through which God worked. I love watching Matt share the Gospel in one language or another, in one context or another. I love singing worship songs together in Creole and not knowing all the words, and looking at Sofie earnestly singing her heart out, every word.

So much to praise the Provider for while we keep lifting our son to the Healer.