Haiti on my mind.

In a month, I will leave my life here in San Diego to become a part of a journey.

To become part of another culture, family, and way of living.

I am trying my best to focus on the love and hope He has just in this month of preparation.

I can’t help but daydream about what it will be like.

I know this might sound weird, but I am refusing to do “research” on Haiti.

To look up pictures, read about the culture, and disaster relief.

This isn’t to say I am becoming naive about where I am going, I just want to be able to go to this place with no expectations of what people have already experienced…because I know mine will be different.

I couldn’t have ever imagined, or put together this journey I’m about to go on.

The events that had to happen in order for this next year to happen.

4 years ago I met my birth mom.

It was there, in that moment, that I saw her face with flashes of light going off every second.

Behind those flashes of light was Amanda. Capturing every tear and breath of this reunion.

It’s Amanda’s family who I will be serving along side with in Haiti. Teaching her kids and loving on the people in Haiti.

Little did I, or we know that in that moment of meeting my birth mom, God was creating another story…

God is so much bigger than what we can ever imagine.

With that, I will leave you with a video.

The video of when my birth mom and I met for the first time.

The picture is painted, and you will see Amanda capturing every second of it.

As cheesy as the video is, it captures the moment.

 

 

 

 

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