day 2

Bonswa! I'm finally here in Chambrun with my intern friends after a delayed flight in Miami and some Port Au Prince traffic last night. Yesterday we washed dishes while speaking in British accents so its safe to say I love them already. I'm staying in an intern dorm with two bedrooms and a shared living room (sans A/C, yucky) with Heidi and Meghan who will also be working with the English camp.

This morning consisted of waking up to the sound of baby goats and rooster crows followed by homemade french toast sticks and coffee; after that we walked over to church where we worshipped until lunch. Haitians truly know the joy of the Lord and make every Sunday a party. There are shouts of praise from even the littlest ones and dancing and jumping and singing from every side. I love the freedom they've found in Jesus. Now we get to enjoy a lazy Sunday afternoon.

I'm being bombarded by ED thoughts these past 24 hours. I'm certain its the anxiety from all this change (country, language, roommates, you know). As always, its a great reminder of how desperately I need Jesus.

“'Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart;I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.' 'Alas, Sovereign Lord,' I said, 'I do not know how to speak; I am too young.' But the Lord said to me, 'Do not say, ‘I am too young.’ You must go to everyone I send you to and say whatever I command you. Do not be afraid of them, for I am with you and will rescue you,' declares the Lord." Jeremiah 1:5-8

When we are desperate God can do His best work. All He requires is that we pick up our cross daily. Like every morning, I'm going to have to give my disordered eating over to Him, ask Him to help me constantly  through each moment of the day, sleep, then wake up and do that all again. But He promises to help. He wants us to succeed. And what proud Dad wouldn't want His best for His sons and daughters?