About two months ago, as Fr. Louis, Michel (Fr. Louis’ brother), Sara, MarcArthur (Haitian missionary), and I were driving to see the Missionaries of Charity we got to talking about the many things that are so . . . Haiti. I remembered that movie, and in particular that scene, and I thought to myself “This is Haiti.”
Now every time something happens that could only happen here or is just normal/expected by Haitian standards, our response is “T.I.H.”
God loves to fulfill His promises! Since the earthquake in Haiti on January 12, 2010, some of us in Life Teen have felt that God wanted us to open a Catholic mission base in Haiti. The more we learned about Haiti – poorest country in the Western Hemisphere, little or no youth ministry, some villages only receiving mass once or twice a year – the more we were drawn to using the gifts and blessings of Life Teen in Haiti. However, Life Teen representatives went to Haiti nineteen times in the first
It’s day 12 of Mission Haiti, and I’m running out of clean underwear. It’s ok though because we’re leaving to go home now, right? Nope, we bought one-way tickets to come here! Eleven days is probably the longest I’ve ever been on a foreign mission. I usually don’t have to worry about keeping clothes clean and making shampoo and toothpaste last because I usually leave after a week or so and just leave everything as donations. So right about now, it’s sinking in that this is going to
My missionary formation year at Covecrest (in Tiger, Georgia) was the greatest year of my life. And although I was hesitant to go because of my desire to only serve in Haiti, I can now say that full-time missions in Haiti would not be possible without the formation, healing, rhythm of prayer, and community that I received during my formation year. Waiting a whole year to see this desire become a reality allowed me to step back and see God’s faithfulness and involvement in every little detail
Has the Lord ever placed a desire on your heart or made known to you that he was calling you to something great, but it took months or even years to come to fruition? Maybe the Lord was trying to purify your desires, maybe the timing wasn’t right, or maybe the Lord felt that you needed more formation, an intense rhythm of prayer, and community. So about a year ago, I went on my first foreign mission trip to Haiti. While there, we did your typical mission trip things: built stuff, painted stuff,
My mom made me go to Life Teen. Every time I reach some new milestone in life or have another amazing experience, I think about how it wouldn’t be happening if my mom didn’t make me go to Life Teen. When I was about to start high school, my parish decided that in order to get confirmed, all teens would have to go to Life Nights along with religious education classes. I did not want to go to Life Nights. During that first year of high school, I got to know the Lord in a new way. Through Life
We, the Covecrest missionaries had the opportunity to do a foreign mission in Haiti from Dec. 5th to Dec. 12th. We stayed at an orphanage called Kay Mari Manman Tout Timoun(Home of Mary, Mother of All Children). During our time there, we led a youth night on dignity and chastity for the village of Dandann. We completed work projects that consisted of leveling their play yard and filling in the foundation for the village chapel that is under construction. We visited poor families and we brought
Before Paul and I moved to Covecrest, a friend of ours named Jon, who had also been a Life Teen missionary, called Paul on the phone. I overheard Jon telling Paul that he’s excited for us to be going to Covecrest and that he believed that I would receive healing that I needed while at Covecrest. When I heard that, I immediately got upset and thought “How dare he say I need healing?” Fast forward two months: We arrived at Covecrest and I was immediately overwhelmed with lots of questions running
Two weeks ago, I went on a mission trip to Haiti with thirteen other missionaries, most of whom I live with here at Covecrest. It was an incredibly blessed trip from start to finish! As I started writing this blog, I was listening to a song written by Michael W. Smith shortly after the earthquake last January. It’s called “Come Together Now,” and there are a few lines that really describe the great things God did during our week in Haiti… “Say a prayer that change will come…” We landed in Port
