Every time. Sunday night before taking a new team to visit the country I love.
I can't sleep. My heart races thinking about the beautiful faces of the Haitians I have fallen in love with.
I count down the hours. Making sure every thing is in place here in Minnesota.
What will God teach us this week? We are empty. Empty vessels waiting to be filled with you.
Break our hearts for what breaks yours, Lord.
This week we put in your hands...