A nurse here was telling a story of when she went grocery shopping with pastor, and how she was going from aisle to aisle picking out things she needed. He was standing at the edge, talking to employees, pointing at his watch and bored out of his mind.
Nurse: It was so funny.
Pastor: Funny? It’s funny? I don’t understand. When I need peanut butter, I go to the aisle with peanut butter and I walk to the cashier and then I leave.
Me: You did a good thing, giving that newborn a safe place to stay tonight
Pastor: The baby was born yesterday, how could I not?
Me: That was very pastoral of you
Pastor: I know pastors, I don’t want to do what they do, they would not do these things. If Jesus was here though, he would help them. So I will do what Jesus would do not pastors.
Sunday was a true sabbath. I did nothing but sleep, eat and read books. It was excellent. Chris is trying to recover from some sickness on Saturday and I just did what he did by lying in bed and enjoying the rest.
Today was a pretty busy day and I’m exhausted. We woke up early and went and picked up Rachel and the team. So for all you readers who really care nothing about me but love my wife; she is here, safe and sound and already making people like her more than me. As soon as we brought her back, Chris and I jumped in a Tap Tap (what they call their taxis) and drove to the airport. We got a release form from ShelterBox, left the airport and went to a massive UN warehouse where there was craploads of supplies there and loaded up a bunch of ShelterBoxes into our truck. The warehouse was a bit much. There were so many supplies and things that we needed and we had to just leave when we got what we were allowed to take. Every part of me wanted to grab the blankets, and food, and medical supplies and bring them to our sites so people would be taken care of. This picture is only one of many, many warehouses that are all over full of supplies and aid that is ready to go out.
We have to go back tomorrow to pick up the rest of the ShelterBoxes because our truck could only pick up 18 of them. If it is too noticeable that you are carrying something of value then there is a good chance you will get looted (do you really blame them?). So we took what we could bring and cover up and we will get the rest tomorrow.
The first ShelterBox from our batch was setup tonight, in the dark. A lady who lives in the tent city out front of Martinez’s house had a baby yesterday and she had no safe/dry place to be with her child. So we setup a tent and she moved right in. Some nurses tried to bring her some stuff tonight to make sure she was comfortable but were told they could not come in the tent. It turns out that there is a Haitian tradition that you can’t see newborns at night because it will give them stomach cramps. So they left the supplies and came inside. The newborn and their mother are outside in their tent sleeping right now. To all you hippie moms out there, how does this fit into your understanding of being born into familiar surroundings? Crazy right?
Rachel is planning on keeping track of the trip from her point of view also, so I will post her posts on here. She also brought her own camera, so she’ll be able to take some shots also.
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