One evening, while giving some neighbors a ride home from a church party, I hear drumbeats in the distance, then a faint, “Oooo, looo, looo.” “Oooo, looo, looo,” I mimic. Suddenly all eyes are on me, and every eyebrow is raised. “Baby, don’t you know that’s voodoo?” says my husband. “Don’t sing that.” They talk about white people, how they can hear that sound, hear the drumbeats, and feel nothing. A Haitian always feels something. Voodoo to a Haitian is like a magnet, pulling

This last week was so full. Revivals in Haiti are a lot of work. The tropical storm messed up our plans for Monday night. No one can walk to church in pouring rain, so we ended up with four nights of preaching. The goal was to start church at 4:30, which I don't think happened once. I thought it was a bit ambitious, but everyone needs to be home before dark if they're walking. Still, even to get to church by 5 takes a big effort. We had the ministers, Frè Brutus and Frè Elder

I feel like I should write something today as a person that is "in the know." This very small island had a large natural disaster yesterday, but you all probably know more of the statistics than I do. I am amazed sometimes about what Americans know about the world. Yesterday when we were still wondering what had happened, when Zeze still had his little phone to his ear, listening to live news from different areas, I started seeing things on American people's statuses about th

How much of your life do you believe you have control over? Oh, I know you glibly say, "God is in control," but what is your core belief? I was reading Romans 9 and that chapter is kinda hard to understand so I was reading a commentary about it (probably a first for me). It talks about Jacob and Esau and how God told Rebecca before they were born that the elder would serve the younger. Then there's this verse: Romans 9:16: So then it is not of him that willeth, nor of him tha