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Opened Eyes

If there were two words to describe this life on mission. Loving the creator and ALL people in His creation… it would be those.

Opened eyes, to simple joys of life. Weeks where laughter or a hug become the greatest treasures in the world. Material items grow strangely unimportant and something to share rather than save up. No longer does “mine” belong to me. But “ours” belongs to whoever needs it the most in the moment. True joy flows from the smallest, simplest, and silliest things.

Opened eyes, to different. A different way of thinking, of seeing the world, of living. The realization that everyone does not share my same American mindset. 

Opened eyes to suffering. Time and time again my heart breaks deeper. Before I came here… I barely knew how to cry for the pain of others. I just didn’t see it. My vision was so nearsighted. My bubble so safe. I was blessed with the comfort of a wonderful childhood. I could cry for things that affected me personally. I was largely oblivious to the sufferings of the world around me. Not anymore. 

Do you know that right now in Haiti and around the world real people are living in conditions that would make you vomit? Do you know that violence, exploitation, slavery, and abuse are common? Do you know that many children eat in one week the amount of food that you eat in a day? Do you know there are hospitals that dump the disabled outside their doors to die alone in humiliation? Do you know that children are used in voodou ceremonies leaving them with lifelong physical and mental scars? Do you know that rape and child pregnancy is commonplace? Do you know that hour old, perfect, fuzzy haired babies are thrown into latrines filled with human waste to suffocate? Do you know that nearly every family line in Haiti has suffered through the murder of a member? 

Do you care?? If you can read this and not weep, then I encourage you to search yourself. Have your eyes been opened? Remove your blindfold of indifference. Ask yourself what it means to love as Jesus loves. We cannot be silent! We cannot go on with life as if these things were not happening. If we can, then we need to question our Christianity.

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Hi! I’m Rachel. Through a series of God orchestrated events I ended up in Haiti, in 2017.  Through years of serving with a ministry there I came to love the country and its people. I met Nelson and we got married in 2020. It was the best decision of my life! 


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