A favorite scripture of mine, upon returning, is always: Luke 10:17 “The disciples came back rejoicing.” That is how I feel.
How can this be after visiting a country plagued still by endemic poverty, with virtually no infrastructure — roads that defy gravity — no government concerned about the people, a broken justice system? I could go on and on.
The flip side is that Haiti is a country of dreams, of visions and visionaries, of mystics, of hope beyond hope. This is the Haiti that I have come to know and love and which calls me to go again and again, burdened with an urge to “tell the story.” So, another feeble attempt.
With me were my husband Bob, my brother Jim Della Valle and his son Jason, age 25. It was Jim and Jason’s first mission; they are the first of my family to go and gave me a feeling that perhaps it was time to “pass the torch!”
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