One Day in March
There was one day in March,
There was one day in March,
you stole my heart and it will never be the same.
There were children all around, you never made a sound,
just stood and smiled and waived.
Through the destruction and fear your smile shown clear,
God held you that January day.
When the world crashed down all around
and Haiti would never be the same.
That day in March when you stole my heart
who would have ever known.
The day would come Christmas 2011
you would come home and be my son.
March 12, 2010 I was on my way home from Haiti back to my "normal" life. Who would have ever guessed that one week trip would change our life forever. God knows what he is doing when he put it on my heart to go to Haiti.
I never dreamed I would go on a mission trip (especially without my husband) but I think God had bigger things in mind. Not only have we expanded our family by adoption, I feel that we have a new outlook on everything in life. Be careful thinking you have no Idea what God has in store for you. It took an earthquake to shake me and realize there is so much more out there and to step out of my comfort zone and do something about it.
I thank God for that week in March 2010 and all the wonderful people I was in Haiti with. It was truly a LIFE changing experience. We hope very soon to be living in Haiti as missionaries, still not knowing exactly what we are going to do, but we both know that GOD is in control and HE will show us and lead us through.
As I was thinking about my trip to Haiti a poem just came to me. This is the first for me and I hope many more to come. When I first went to Infants for Jesus Orphanage and became friends with Kerby, I had no Idea what was in store for us. I didn't even know he had a sister and brother for the first few days. After he and I bonded I think he realized it was special, even though we never spoke like it would be forever. A lot of times (most of the time) we never even talked, just sat close. The last few days he introduced me to his brother and sister.
Blondy was older (aged out of adoption) and Kerlandy was a little small very energetic little girl. Blondy was like Kerby and quiet. Kerby brought Kerlandy over to me and put her on my lap, well she is not really just the sit on a lap kinda girl and wanted down to play. He would go get her and put her back on my lap. She just sat there one day for about an hour and fell asleep one me. She knew NO English and I knew NO Creole so we just sat. Little did I know Kerby wanted me to love her as much ad I did him.
Kerby told me after we got home to Kentucky that that day when he told me his name "Kerby Michel" and I thought he was saying my name and his together. But Michel was his last name. He said that was the first time he EVER told anyone his last name. He said he never told any white person that, only his first name. I asked him why he did this and he said "I don't know I just felt like I should". I know it was GOD putting us together.
I so thank God for that wonderful week in March 2010.