Stunned in Cap Haitien

As usual, I only have a brief moment. That is actually good because there is no way I would be able to even try to describe what it is like here; it would likely only frustrate me if I had five hours to write because I know I could not find the right words. People keep telling me I need to take pictures but something in my heart won't allow me to even pull out my camera most of the time. It bugs me a little to have to wrote so quickly because I am usually kinda OCD about spelling and grammar. That is gonna have to be put to the side, so bear with me and any excessive amount of mistakes.

It is hotter than I ever would have imagined. Sitting in the shade, with a breeze, typing this and I am dripping in sweat. Still, how dare I complain? Even considering the miracle that allows me to click this and send it out humbles me to the core.

The people here are beyond sweet but beyond anything I ever would have imagined as "poor." I honestly see why so many would go to great lengths to get to Quito -- and why they find it "luxurious" in so many ways.

I spoke in this incredible church yesterday morning (surprise!!!). There had to be more than a thousand people -- all trying to hide in the little shade there was.

The "crusade" opening was beyond description. The little, white Canadian dude was blown away by the full-blown, Caribbean/black approach to worship. So much more than I could have ever dreamed (I know I keep saying that!). I am guessing there were about a thousand people -- and about fifty remained behind to "talk more" afterward, which left me out of the loop 'cuz my Creole is only slightly worse than the puny amount of high school french that I remember!

The kindness of the people is staggering; they treat me like a true king -- and that humbles me to the core. (I am not sure about some of the things I am eating and drinking -- but they sure taste incredible!)

God is stirring up so many things in my heart; it will take weeks to sort out all my notes and thoughts.

I am afraid I need to run; Pastor Adam is here to show me more of the city. I will try to use the camera some...but so much of it just doesn't seem like the kind of thing that should have an audience or spectators, if you know what I mean.

On the one hand, I can't wait for this to be over to get back to Quito and try to tell people about it. On the other hand, a week more does not seem long enough.

Oh, one thought: if I ever comment or complain about the drivers in Quito again, slap me! This place is beyond comprehension!!!

Write me back if you can; I do get sporadic little contacts with the internet. It isn't as common as in Quito but it is available. Cell phones, on the other hand, are everywhere!!!

In God's Palm!
Len