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     If I'm to be completely honest with you I've sat here for twenty minutes, drumming my fingers, trying to think of something to say.  Now I am rarely at a loss for words, but at the moment I just cannot think of anything adequate.  Three days ago I got off a plane in Chicago, all too aware that I was going home, and wishing that I wasn't. 
    Ten days I'd spent in Haiti.  Ten days with eleven other Christians like me.  The trip was nothing like I expected it to be.  Nothing in Haiti is as you expect it, other than the extreme poverty.  Since leaving, I have an ache in my chest that has yet to decrease... I'm beginning to doubt that it will until I'm once again standing in the beautiful landscape of Hinche, Haiti. 
     Though there is no possible way I can accurately describe my experiences in Haiti, I will describe a few of our specific days because there is so much to learn for you.... there is so much I've learned.  As those posts come please read them with the mindset that you'll never understand, not until you visit yourself.  Keep an open mind, nothing I post is fictional though it may seem to be. 
      There's not much left to say.  The people of Haiti stole my heart.  They love in a way few Americans understand, much less practice.  They serve first, play second, complain never.  Their faith is astounding, obedience miraculous, compassion breathtaking.  I would return in a heartbeat given the opportunity.  As it is I am in America for a while, but my mind still lingers in that beautiful land.  So read on with care, if you allow, these next few posts just might impact you.