It is early am and still dark out here yet. Thursday am. Not going to lie, blogging when i was plum pooped held little appeal after our day came to an end.
Our travel went very smooth, nice dry roads leaving from Sioux Center and then through our
Altanta connection to Haiti. Customs can make anyone's heart go pitter pat, but God answered our prayers there too. We were able to stay calm and even though they pulled our 32 bags of checked luggage aside, after checking a few, they let us continue on.
7:30 am beach devotions, breakfast and then on to One Vision. Bumping along pot hole filled gravel paths up to the hills where One Vision is located. We were almost there and a large dump truck was either stalled or the driver just left for a bit...blocking our path. Our entourage maneuvered backwards and found a different route. Opening those gates was a sureal feeling for this first timer. There are the kidos. Jumping up and down, clapping and waving with excitment. My tears would not stay in my eyes. Kinda like a red carpet event, but our carpet was brown and dusty. Felt just right. Greetings were warm, our tour of the grounds and a bit of the history was intriguing.
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