What a mighty God we serve! What a mighty God we serve! Angels bow before Him! Heaven and earth adore Him! WHAT A MIGHTY GOD WE SERVE! I know you have seen pictures and footage galore. I just wanted to share a little of my own. What POWER!!! Cracks in the ground like these are everywhere. The structural damage you see here is to our building downtown, at La Saline. Marc was able to travel there last Sunday to assess the situation and to share in worship with the people there. He was able to preach and encourage this group of people who are still worshipping and praising our God and creator. In spite of circumstances the people came. They want to move on. They are scared. Scared it will happen again. Scared to build again. Scared to leave what they know and what is so familiar to them. Port-au-Prince was just plain eerie. Randomly, everywhere you look there is damage, ruble, dust. Huge buildings turned to powdery dust in the blink of an eye. Huge, solid structures reduced to crumbled cement and re barb bent like a pretzel. Three houses standing firm, seeming not to be affected and the fourth one, not just crumbled on top of the ground, but swallowed completely by it. It's disconcerting to say the least. Yet they sit in the midst of it. Waiting. Waiting for what you ask. Waiting for someone to notice, someone to genuinely care about their plight. Waiting in spite of hunger, thirst, looting, sickness, disease. Traumatized and determined....they wait. Wait for someone to come to them under their makeshift tent of torn sheets and old clothing, tied to a twisted pole that seems to be taunting them in their misery. Waiting for someone to remember to care past the day after, to care past the week after, to care past the second week after. Waiting for someone to care when the cameras are gone, when the television coverage is gone, when the last helicopter drops some aid and circles over the city one last time, when the mounds of supplies at the airport which have become temporary mountains turn back into dusty old ground and runway, when the urgency is gone! Who will care then? Who will try to make sense out of life then? Who will encourage these people then? Who will stand beside them to rebuild from nothing? Who will stand beside them as they pick their selves up as they always do? Who will let them know that it is on Christ the solid rock we stand, all other ground is sinking sand. We will be there. This group called missionaries. The silent unseen force in Haiti, with God's strength we will move on. We will stand by them as we search for some kind of "normal" in Haiti again. We will remain in His strength, steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord. A young girl found alive in this human graveyard fifteen days after all this massive destruction and pure horror that has shook Haiti to the core!!! Do I need to tell you about the strength, courage and determination of these people? We will proudly stand with these people, among these people and we will face it together with strength from the Lord! We ask that you would pray for revival in this land. Haiti is ripe for change. We dedicate Haiti to the Lord! We pray that Haiti will become a light before the world instead of being smothered in darkness. May she rise up and be refreshed and stand proudly for the world to see for it is only God who can breathe life back into Haiti. We praise God that after all the news has died down and the dust has settled that you will be there beside us, continuing to partner with us in our ministry to serve the Haitian people. We praise God for you, for all you have given, all you have sacrificed, all you have shared to help us to rise to meet this situation with courage and strength. THANK YOU for being our partners. We are counting on you to continue to stand with us to face the task ahead when the dust settles. We know you will be there and we thank you again for that for without you our ministry would be IMPOSSIBLE!!!