I am on my way home from Haiti. We had a good week over there. The response to the micro-finance feasibiity study was good. We had an attendance of about 130 people. I was expecting a maximum of 50. They seemed very eager to begin a savings led micro-finance program in the area. We are now waiting for the report from the people from the Dominican Republic.
The convention at Cadiac was also well attended. Friday eveing, Saturday evening and Sunday morning the crowd overflowed the church by about 100 people. Saturday night after the service I showed our pictures from our trip to Israel. Because not everyone could fit into the church, we hung a bed sheet on the outside of the church and I projected my pictures onto that. It was quite a challenge for the church leaders to get 500 people seated on the grass in the dark to watch the pictures! Eventually, we had a semblance of order and all went well.
I preached four times during the week. Wednesday evening I used an interpreter because there were a number of people there who only spoke English. Saturday afternoon I spoke Kreyol for the meditation for the baptismal service. We baptized 12 new members for the church in Cadiac. Some of them were young people that I have known ever since they were born. Our oldest baptismal candidate was probably about 60 years old. Sunday morning I preached in Kreyol. Then Sunday evening I preached in a service for the CAM staff. Of course, that was in English.
I enjoyed meeting our friends there again. We have been blessed to have relationships with people in Cadiac who love us and welcome us into their homes and lives.
It was geat to spend an evening and a morning with Bethanie at the CAM headquarters too. She is an amazing lady, and I am so pleased with the choices she has made in life, and how she is using her life to help others. One of the CAM staff people told me after the message, "I discovered that you preach the way Bethanie writes, with lots of passion, stories, and intensity."
Getting out of Haiti and back to the United States seemed to be the bigest challenge of this trip. We headed to the airport just after noon on Monday. Bill Clinton and the Secretary General of the United Nations had come into the country for a meeting at the National Palace. Traffic to the airport was rather interesting because of some streets being closed to general traffic so Bill Clinton could get from the airport to the National Palace. While we were waiting at the airport we saw the press conference on the airport television.
An speaking of waiting at the airport, we were supposed to fly out at 4:20 PM. They kept announced delays for the flight. Eventually, the plane landed in Port-au-Prince at about 7:30 PM. We left for Miami around 8:30 PM. With the time change that was 9:30 PM in Miami. We arrived in Miami close to midnight. Of course, I had missed my flight to Minneapolis. They gave me a voucher for a meal and a motel room. I, along with about 30 other people waited outside the terminal from 12:20 AM to 1:30 AM for the motel shuttle to pick us up. I walked into my motel room at 2:00 AM. They booked me on a flight to Dallas, Texas that left the airport at 6:00 this morning. I got a shower and about a two hour nap before I headed back to the airport. By the time I got to Minneapolis at 1:00 this aternoon, I wasn't sure anymore if I was dead or alive.
American Airlines said that when the plane took off in Miami to come the Haiti the wheels wouldn't go up. With a full load of people and fuel, they had too much weight to land so they had to fly around for a while to burn off some fuel. Then they weren't sure if the landing gear was locked into place properly, so they did an emergency landing with the runway cleared and all the emergency vehicles ready. They landed fine but had to change planes. That caused the delay.
When we arrived in Miami, we were standing in line for United States Immigration. At midnight they don't have a lot of officers on duty, so it was a rather long wait. The line I was in was for United States citizens. The man behind me made this comment in Kreyol to his friend, "Where is the big picture of Obama? The last eight years, everytime I come into the airport Immigration area I would see a big picture of "Baby Doc Bush". Now we have a good president and they have no picture of him."