I can’t help it. Every time I pack my bags for a trip, I sing that song, and I remember being a teenager, holding hands in a dark movie theatre, while Bruce Willis saved the world, and Ben Affleck sang to Liv Tyler, and I thought it was The! Most! Romantic! Thing! Ever!
I don’t want to miss a thing, either….
(You’re welcome. Now you’ll be singing it all day, too.)
Evelynn is wearing baby overalls today, and a little hair clippie. I miss her so much already, I can hardly breathe. She’s beside me eating her toast crusts, and I’m neck-deep in the preparations for today’s adventure. Joe & Anne are watching a little show, Brian is sleeping in. I’m making lists and crossing stuff off, figuring out pick-ups-and-drop-offs, meals, and the details of running our life here while I am gone. (Logistically, I am now convinced I could run a small country.)
I have had more immunizations in the last two weeks than most of the world will have in their lifetime, and I would just like to state, for the record, that Dukoral is the nastiest thing I’ve had to drink since the glucose tests of pregnancy. I have my bag packed, my laptop backed-up, malaria pills, and a week’s worth of tea. You know, only the necessities.
This morning, I’ll go to church, have lunch with my family, we’ll have a time of prayer together, and then I head off to the airport. My travel days are a bit messy and long: I’m on the red-eye to Miami, and then I’ll wait around the airport until the rest of the team arrives on Monday morning and then we depart for Port au Prince on Monday afternoon. It’ll be about 25 hour-day for me.
How to Follow Along
I will have Internet access in the evenings. The plan is for us to blog on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday evenings. So you can subscribe via email here (or by clicking on the button with an envelope on it in the right hand corner of my page – this way all of my posts will end up in your inbox. You can also check out the official Help One Now Haiti page for the rest of the (amazing) team, too.
It would mean a lot to me if you could share our posts through your friends on Facebook or Twitter or email or church prayer teams. I won’t likely have Internet access during the day, so I won’t be able to really promote them or share them myself, so that would be a fantastic help.
If you have a blog or a website, you can download a badge or button here (at the bottom of the page). You can also download the images, and use them as your profile picture in social media to help us raise awareness.
I will be tweeting occasionally during the days. You can follow me here at @sarahbessey. But your best bet is to follow the hashtag #Help1Haiti and then you can see ALL of the tweets and photos from the team as a whole.
You can also like my official page on Facebook – I’ll be sharing bits of info there, maybe a few extra pictures, prayer requests, that sort of daily stuff and stories.
So, please pray?
I had a very emotional, heavy-hearted day yesterday. I couldn’t seem to stop crying, which is pretty unlike me. I just don’t do this kind of thing, I’m conflicted about leaving my little family, I feel out of my comfort zone in a scary sort of way. I’m not afraid of Haiti, not at all, it’s just that this isn’t the kind of thing I do or even know how to do.
I don’t have my heart-armour on. I feel vulnerable and exposed already.
On Friday night, I was at Idelette’s house for her birthday party, and as they prayed for me and my trip, too, she made the comment that it was so great that Brian was sending me, because “some of us are go-ers, and some of us are send-ers.” Then I cried about that, too, because, the truth is, I feel like I’m more comfortable as a send-er. Brian is more comfortable as the go-er! So this is a big reversal for us, as a couple, as well as individually.
So please pray for us as a family. For my own heart, and readiness, for my family, for Brian, for the tinies, in particular Joseph. Pray for our entire team – everyone has their own unique challenges to this trip.
Please pray for our team’s travel to be safe and uneventful. I would like to sleep on the plane (something I have never managed to do well), as I have the red-eye flights. I’m not too keen on the idea of arriving in Haiti totally burned out and exhausted from a sleepless night, and the time change.
Please pray for the trip, and our work there. I read this on Jen Hatmaker’s blog this week and it sums up how I feel about this trip, too:
“I’m so hungry to lend my voice to the people of Haiti but so reluctant to mishandle their dignity in any way. I want to treat their stories with great care, not as an American (note: okay, Canadian here) writer with a laptop but as a sister and friend and advocate. It is with a tender heart I travel south to the poorest country in the western hemisphere, knowing that alongside debilitating poverty I will also find beauty, warmth, hope, and courage.”
Please pray for Haiti, for her people. God is at work there.
Please pray that we would remain healthy, and well-rested. Please pray for friendships to develop, and for the focus to remain right where it needs to be: Jesus. Always, only, ever my Jesus.
I’ll try to update somehow when I am close to Haiti, and I’ll see you here for the first dispatches on Tuesday night!
I love you, friends. Thank you for coming with me. I don’t know if I could do this without all of your prayer and support and wisdom.