another orphanage....no pic for today not allowed ....hope to have more to post tomorrow.

Hello from Haiti,

Today was a beautiful hot day here in Haiti. We started our day with a wonderful breakfast to prepare us for the day. Our first stop a place that parent take their sick and dieing babies. I was met at the door with an overwelming feeling of sorrow as the rooms were all filled with many many small cribs most with crying babies in them. We arrived in time to finish feeding breakfast to some of smallest and sickest babies. My first baby was approx 8 months old maybe 15 lbs and could hardly hold her head up however she ate rice ceral quite well just as we finished to my amazement her parents came and aske very shyly of they could hold their baby. My eyes filled with tears of joy to know that this little package of joy parents were there to vist and help care for their son. I gladly turned him over. I ventured back in and found the littlest bundle in the back corner. This baby had a head curly hair that so reminded me of my own children when they were newborns I instantly melted. This baby by far was the smallest child I have every had the oportunity to hold. He weight maybe 3-4lbs I wept the entire time this child was in my arms .... I prayed for him to fight, grow stronger. I fear and wonder if he survived this great fight what would become of him, what opportunities would be offered to him in this crazy world he had been born into. This place was not all sorrow however each child you touched, held, fed and looked deep into their eyes left an imprint on my heart forever, This all before lunch wow....

In the afternoon Shelley, Michelle and I decided to vollenteer at the wound clinic I didn't think I could handle emotionally another session with the babies so I thought wounds why not I have seen my fair share of smelly wounds. We boarded a van with a group of people from Spain and 2 sisters and headed off the to clinic. Not knowing where I was headed next I have just have surrendered to where the Lord wants me to go. Partial into our trip one of the sister said to the other oh my we forgot the baby and asked the driver turn around. The ladies and I all secretly hope to hold this child as we traveled to the wound center. Not fully understanding what was happen the nurse appeared back at the van with only a small box placing in gentlely on the seat in the van. As we departed the other sister asked us to say the rosery for God newest angel that we were taking to the hospital. My heart sank I went into silent panick mode to think it could have been one of the children I had held earlier that morning. I wept inside as I mumbled the rosery. The caous of the world outside slid away as we prayed for God newest angel. It took about 45 minutes to go maybe 15 miles (this would be a hour story all by itself). We arrive at the wound center. The Sister said as we began to "remember this could be Jesus in front of you". Wounds larger then anything I have ever seen......we cleansed scrubbed and wrapped wounds for people who had lined up outside to see us. Through all this the people with there horrific wounds smiled and where so gracious and gave me ultimatley more than anything I could have given them.

My day ends with a new respect for the poor as they have far more to give than I could have ever imagined. When you look deep into someones eyes you are truely capturing a piece to their spirit. I only hope that I can reciprocate and leave them with a little of mine.

Good night we are off to another ophenage/school tomorrow hope to have more pic as today children and

Stephanie