John 14:27 Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.
Today is the United Nations Day of Peace. On the porch I watched as children, dressed in their matching
lime green peace brigade uniforms, walked past the gate on their way to church. Today, the worship service was celebrated at the Mizak Center, instead of Peace Park.
The people of this community wanted to offer thanks again to God for this
wonderful new center.
As part of the celebration we used Skype technology to link
to Trinity United Methodist Church in Grand Rapids and with the children of
University United Methodist Church in East Lansing. What captivated me about connecting these
children today was how similar the experience seemed to be in both countries. They all wanted to share
names, learn what each other did for fun, what everyone had for breakfast this
morning and when they went to school.
When the chat ended, the HAPI kids were much too excited to leave and go
to church. We sat for hours and looked
at photos of Michigan and of my family. Honestly, I skipped a few. Like the water balloon battles at church camp. When you consider water as lifesaving liquid gold, the thought of putting it in balloons and throwing it at each other for fun would seem totally insane. And, by the way, before you worry that I kept children from
church, keep in mind that today’s service lasted an entire day. It went so long that sandwiches, drinks and
cake were distributed among the congregation during the service.
Hundreds showed up in the 90+ degree heat to
give thanks to God for this center and to talk and pray for peace. There were
hours of testimonies on the need for peace.
Our own Carol Hillman even sharing how God’s peace showed up at her
house in the form of a jello mold. Her testimony was a hit, even if the locals
have no idea what jello is. We sat and meditated ALL DAY on peace. When was the last time you spent an hour
focused on peace, let alone six? Maybe
the world would be a better place if we all spent that half that much time meditating on
this critical topic and getting to know our brothers and sisters in Christ
around the world. I know my opinion of
the Haitian people has been forever changed by three simple days.
Tonight, a young 18 year old man named Mackenzie, a new pal, offered to take me and mission team member Don Meadows to a soccer
game. I assumed he was referring to the
pick-up game a young boy had mentioned earlier in the day. A side note; when a local say it’s just "a
short walk", they mean "short" in Haitian terms. Bring water. Soon, we were walking quite a distance
along narrow trails, past huts and farm fields and animals. Three days ago, the thought of doing this
without the security of our translator at our side would of totally freaked me
out. And yet, here we were, walking with our new friend, being warmly welcomed by
villagers along the trail. The path opened onto a huge rocky field. We were amazed to see over 500 people watching two
local teams duke it out for the community championship. Unreal.
We stayed until half time, then Mackenzie took us back to the Shalom
Center so we could catch the sunset. Looking out across the tranquil valley, I found myself totally
at peace.
My prayer is that you were at peace today too. Shalom!
So wonderful. I can picture Carol stopping and talking and hugging all the people along the way to the soccer game. Lisa K.
ReplyDeleteMark, thank you for sharing. What a beautiful thing to do and share. Peace.
ReplyDeleteMark
ReplyDeleteI'm following. Thanks for the stories. You will remember these things forever. You'll be changed, I think.
Don Jost
Mark and Team, our Peace Day celebration in GR was damp and cold and sparsely attended. Still, BonDye Bon - and in that vast goodness we shared peace with each other and sent peace to the world. I look forward to sharing Peace Pals offerings with Trinity kids on World Communion Sunday - and we can't wait for you to see the Peace of Art created by your sisters and brothers in the US.
ReplyDeletePeace and love,
Julie