I came to Haiti, the first time, because someone in the Dominican told me that Haiti was poorer.  I couldn’t even begin to imagine that. And that was it.  My heart had a huge soft spot for a huge soft spot Jesus seemed to have, too…the poor. the orphan. the widow. So I went.  Came....Read More

A few months ago, I was talking to someone in the States about the pressing needs of those around us, heavy on my heart. I talked to them about trying to get Micheline’s kids in school, and how impossible that is for her at $100 per kid times five kids…on her $120/month salary, which is...Read More