America--LOOK WHAT I FOUND...

“Come, they are here. Let me show you.”
We step into the entry for Pastor Jules’ bakery. The entry area is barely larger than my front porch, about 25 feet by 12 feet. I am overwhelmed. I count approximately 76 children in various stages of nakedness. Some laps are holding 2 and 3 smaller children. There are probably closer to 90, for the children seem to keep shifting making it hard to get an exact count. I had with me my back pack with treats for the children. But I had only filled it half full, not realizing what I was coming to witness. I began to hand out ‘Lil Debbie Crackers’ knowing that I did not have enough. But to my astonishment every child gets fed. Every time I reached into my back pack there were more crackers. After every child is proudly holding a pack of crackers, to my human amazement there are still crackers in the back pack. I dump the contents on the table used for kneading Pastor Jules’ bread. I dumped out enough crackers for the children to eat again on tomorrow...Oh the miracle of it. I whisper a thank you that is insufficient for such a sufficient God.

The beauty of a land that has never been told

There is so much more to Haiti than the earthquake and what we are being bombarded with on CNN, and I’m living proof!
What happens when church ceases to be just good preachin’ and good sangin’ and good usherin’? What happens when Samson, Moses, Hagar and Miriam become real people that set real examples for an extraordinary life. When scriptures, God’s love and Mercy sticks---then a missionary is born. The stories about Joseph and his coat of many colors (I love fashion) from the pit to the palace--sounds just like me, from the wrong side of the tracks to the Miss America pageant circuit. My life is proof that the Bible is not just a book of fairy tales. HERE’S TO HAITI is a missionary memoir of wrestling, arguing, questioning then listening, partnershipping, and collaborating with God to make a difference in a nation that until January 12 was truly forgotten. What makes a missionary? How do you know you are called? How do you answer when you are called? Honestly, I knew God had dialed the wrong number when he called me. But he kept dialing and dialing and dialing until His ring tone was driving me so crazy that I finally had to pick up. Like Moses, I stuttered horribly, but also like Moses, God has turned me into the voice of His people. Join Marti Tucker of Premiere Writers plummets me, Janice and Stan (2 other brilliant voices) into a wonderful 90 day tour as one of the Top 4 Emerging Voices of the 21st Century. Heeeeeeeere’s to Haiti!!! The beauty of a land that has never ever been told