Hello! Thank you for simply reading my story below! I am raising money to serve with a missions outreach through an internship in Haiti. This page is simply for individuals who would just like to donate directly to me. All proceeds will be put towards Haiti. Your support allows me to move forward in my career and with my studies. Help me help others by donating to my missions fund. Thank you!
Be still and know that I am Lord -Psalm 46:10
Two years ago I took a step away from college and tried to...as some may say..find myself, but instead I ended up finding Jesus, again. After hearing the life altering experiences of my uncle as he traveled to Haiti the summer before, I sought out the team he went with to see if they were going again. Sure enough they were! I didnt know how I was getting there, but I knew I would be going. A few months later by God's sweet grace, I walked out of Toussaint Louverture International Airport, welcomed to Haiti by a feirce sunlight and a warm, tropical breeze. We met with Haiti Foundation Against Poverty and we were blessed by their incredible hospitality and deeply impressionable passions. I love HFAP and all that they do (which you should totally check out more here --> Haiti Foundation Against Poverty), but I really want to tell you why; why Haiti, why I keep going back.
Two years ago, I stood between a hot white van and a turquoise door. With a few hard knocks on the metal door, they let us in. "Sisters" as it is commonly known in Haiti, is an orphanage with so many babies the cribs are lined wall to wall and back to back. I'm not going to lie, I was really scared. A number of sweet babies are being treated for numerous illnesses and malnourished, given to the orpahnage in hopes of a better chance at life. I've never faced anything like this in my life. Admist the chaos of my fears, someone grasped my hand. It was a sweet girl about 12 years old. She pulled me into a dark play room and sat me down to play with her. As we sat, she quickly left and brought back another little girl. This sweet little girl was maybe 3 or 4. She was pulled right next to me. She stood there silently only for a moment before she rested her little hands on my shoulder. I turned to look at her with a smile. I did not get one in return; her eyes were tired as she stared into the distace. It was as if her soul had been weakened by all that she had been through. We were not going to sit in this dark room being sad. I stood up, took the girls by their hands and walked into the center courtyard. The older girl left as we entered under the green canapy of trees and again welcomed by a warm summer breeze. My decision to bring her outside was affirmed by a group of Haitian women holding some other babies. They smiled and waved as if the little girl hadn't been outside in a while. My new friend and I spent our time walking around the court yard, reaching up to the tree leaves, and playing on the slide. She talked and I listened...or at least I tried with my little to no knowledge of French as she spoke in quiet Creole. As our time came to a close and my team needed to head back to our compoud, I had to take my sweet friend back inside where I found her. We left the candescent courtyard only to enter a dark, crib filled room. The moment we walked back through the squeeky screen door, the light that had come back into her little eyes quickly vanished, her smile faded, and once again she focused on the distance as she prepared her heart for my departure. I squatted down, gave her a hug, and left. I suddenly found the distance she had been focusing on; I couldnt imagine her pain, always trusting people who end up leaving. Luckily, I was able to see her again throughout our week in Haiti and she had better days. At the second chance I had of going back to this orphanage, I honestly didnt know if I could handle it; sick babies hooked to IV fluids, broken hearts, and immense malnutrition. By God's incredible divine intervention, my team leader said this, "we might be the only people to hold a baby who otherwise might not get picked up and cuddled with that day." In that moment I knew, this was not about me; it's about them and glorifying the everlasting love, grace, and compassion that God has to offer. So, I went and within the tropical breeze of Haiti evenings, I once again found Jesus. He sits with the hurting, loves deeply, and sparks that same passion in others so that they may do the same.
I believe in second chances.
I believe in intentionallity.
I belive in life altering love that only God can give
I believe in giving kids the opprotunity to have a voice; to not have to carry around heavy realities alone.
I believe in a better life.
Meeting this little girl, turned my life upside down. I fell in love with the joy, pain, and enduring faith of Haitians. I set my sights on getting a degree in Social Work and fully intend on helping little girls just like the one I met; they deserve hope and to know that they are so incredibly loved by their father in heaven.
So, I am excited to announce that I have the opportunity this summer to work alongside Haiti Foundation Against Poverty as one of their interns! I am beyond excited, but I cannot do it alone. I need your help to get there. Help me help others. Please consider supporting me financially through this web page. If you have any questions please find me on facebook, text, or email me! If you would like to donate but would like a tax receipt I can give you more information on that.
Thank you again for reading my story and hearing the things that I'm passionate about. If you would like to know more specifically what I will be doing in Haiti this summer, please check out my latest updates!
All the best,