Last night as I was getting ready for bed at my friend’s house in Montreal. Being in familiar surroundings since I have stayed there before, in the moment Haiti felt like a dream. The contrast of between where I had been a few hours earlier to where I was then was striking.
My train to Ottawa didn’t leave until noon, so I headed out for a walk and a time of prayer and reflection. I ended up in a park by the St. Laurence River and had a wonderfully refreshing time in a most peaceful setting.
Of the many things I thought of while sitting there was how this river played a key role in the history of so many people. How many of us are where we are (and perhaps who we are) because of the European explorers who used this route. That’s not true for everyone, even for all those who live in North America. But it is true for millions. And if your history isn’t tied to this geographical entity, it is tied to one or more others. The Bible says:
And he made from one man every nation of mankind to live on all the face of the earth, having determined allotted periods and the boundaries of their dwelling place, that they should seek God, in the hope that they might feel their way toward him and find him (Acts 17:26-27).
Whether you are in Canada, Haiti, or somewhere else, God in his providence had been at work to draw you to himself. What a blessing it was to get a glimpse of how God has been and is working in Haiti. That glimpse has transformed my perception of, not only Haiti, but life!
Over the next few days, I hope to be able to put into words the impact of what I experienced and what it may mean for how I approach life hereon in.
Thanks to those who have been tracking with and praying for me and my family while I’ve been gone. And thanks be to God for his guidance, protection, and blessings through it all.
It’s so good to be home!