Last Day of VBS

Sorry we took a day off from blogging. We joked about blaming our lapse on a spotty internet connection, but thou shalt not lie, right?

We've been having too much fun and togetherness to slow down to write something.

The last two days have been phenomenal. We've kept the same schedule of beach soccer in the morning and VBS at the church in the afternoon.

We've tried to mix it up with the kids to make it fun and different each day. The girls at the beach went crazy (in a good way) when we brought out the nail polish. There's a mess of little girls running around Jacmel with fab pink manicures. One of our team members had the brilliant idea of bringing embroidery thread for making friendship bracelets, and today the kids took breaks between soccer and frisbee games to make them. Even the guys loved them; I spent a good 20 minutes this morning holding thread while a teenage boy concentrated hard on making his red-and-white bracelet. Remember those awesome multi-colored parachutes from P.E. class? It was a hit with the kids at VBS this afternoon. I hope we caught it on video to share with you, because it was wild.

Today was our last day of VBS. Due to some travel issues that came up, we're unable to teach the fourth day as planned. Our talented lesson planners, Molly and LetaAnn, did a bit of rewriting to leave the kids on a high note, and the new lesson went unbelievably well. They really seemed to understand what we were trying to tell them how to share, pray, help, and tell their neighbor about Jesus. We ended the lesson by sharing the Easter story and salvation with the Evangicube. We initially thought the cube was cheesy, but the Haitian kids have loved them. The simple pictures are universal.

Tonight we went to a revival service at the church. We sang a few songs, which was fun, and Shannon said a few words about how there is no language barrier when Christians come together in worship. I recognized a few hymns they sang, but we still couldn't understand what they were saying. Still, the worship was powerful. I couldn't help myself from turning around in my seat to watch the church members sing. It was beautiful to see their love for God on their faces and to hear it from their lips.

-Laura