There's no way to describe this week... these pictures are nothing compared to what I've seen and what's out there, they are just a taste:
Lori and I went to a clinic in Port to help out. We left here Thursday morning and got back last night around 3. We didn't sleep for 36 hours. I can't share that experience right now. There are few clinics and not enough supplies for the ones that exist. A jail collapsed and many of the inmates survived and are out on the streets. There is looting and stealing going on in port. People in many areas are starting to run out of food and water. Most Haitians are living in tents made of cloth and sticks or are sleeping in huge open areas. Many children are orphaned. Mass graves are being dug. One of those is between Cazale and Port, where they are trucking out thousands of bodies to. The stench in Port of death is indescribable. RHFH is so blessed to have a water system and food right now. Please continue to pray. Military relief is on its way and trying to find places to port and places to set up. People are coming together to help, and the prayers are felt. Donations are high, and are a blessing. Thanks for the support and prayers. I know that through all this God is good and am reminded that nothing on this earth is permanent. He has provided what we need through grace and sharing that with others is an honor and a Our focus is on God and all he has to offer; nothing else matters.
19"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.